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Her gaze dropped to the floor in shame “Yes”

For a single nanosecond, I wanted to undo what I’d said To reone to prison, too, so I carried that secondhand shame as she did But her lesson in the hotel roo back toand played the victim to control what I saw To distract

I wasn’t going to fall for the same act today

She sank down, sitting on the edge of the couch, and curled her fingers around the front hem of her skirt like she either needed to hold it in place, or wasn’t sure what to do with her hands Emery had the posture of a woman as ready to confess her sins, and I walked to the chair that faced her, took a seat, and gave her a look that said I would listen

“I told you,” she said softly, “s from people, or for people One of them was Wayne Lambert”

“Your father worked for him?”

“Officially? No” Her expression was a er “What he asked al, so there couldn’t be any affiliation between the and everything else had failed”

It was more of a statement than a question from me “He was his fixer?”

She nodded “Anything Laht if he ever ran into trouble, Laaze atinside her I heard the disgust that filled her nosed with cancer, Barloas starting clinical trials of a new drug One that was designed to slow or stop the growth of tus, and it showed a lot of promise It wouldn’t have saved ht him more time”

Her eyes began to glisten with unshed tears I sensed what she was going to say next, and I hated it

“Lae four, he said, so it wouldn’t help him All it would do was make Lambert’s precious trial results look bad”

“Fuck,” I uttered quietly, not wanting to interrupt