Chapter 140

I turn back around slowly, deliberately, letting them see the smile that doesn’t quite reach my eyes. Carlos and Elena flinch as if that curve of my lips is a blade.

“I think you misunderstood,” I say softly, almost sweetly. “You’re not going to be paid a single cent.”

The words land hard, heavy and final. Carlos’s outrage is immediate; his face flushes an ugly red as he thrashes against the chair