IMOGEN'S POV
Something flickered in his eyes. Fear, maybe. Or recognition.
"You don't know what you're talking about, lady."
I leaned forward. "I know exactly what I'm talking about. I know the Suttons have been cleaning up messes for decades. I know they think their money and their connections make them untouchable. And I know you're about to find out how wrong you are. Given the reputation I have given them. A reputation that will not wipe off if they make stupid moves. Stupid moves like heping a barrel bottom murderer."
"They wouldn't just leave me here."
The first crack.
"Wouldn't they?" I smiled, and it felt cold on my face. "You must be pretty stupid for someone who worked for them so long. They're not coming for you. They can't risk being connected to this. You're what they call expendable. Who the fuck do you think you are?"
His hands moved against the cuffs. Just slightly, but enough to show he was getting agitated.
