The Devil's Wedding Ring
"What are you doing with him? I want a clear answer, Greg. Right now. What are you doing with Cillian Vane?"
Greg sighed, rubbing his temples. He looked older than he had a week ago, the stress of the St. Claire-Thorne-Vane war etching deep lines into his forehead. "Well, we have... something personal to discuss, Valerie. It’s complicated."
"Personal?" I scoffed, the word tasting like ash. "You've been bought over, haven't you? He has bought you all over, just like he bought the mechanic, just like he’s trying to buy the police. What did he ask you to say? Stop the case? Withdraw the suit? Have you forgotten that I have enough on you to end your career ten times over? Do you want us all to b