Tyler rubbed his face.
« This is Mrs. Bennett’s daughter. »
The man looked at me.
« Oh. »
I didn’t like that « oh. »
« You know my mother? »
« My name is Robert. I’m a contractor. »
« I don’t care what you do. If you’re planning something involving my mother’s house, I’m calling the police. »
Tyler sighed.
« I’m not robbing your mom. »