“Some are true. Most are old. None are useful to you.”

Harper stopped walking. “I need to know whether my client is committing crimes.”

Roman faced her. “You need to know whether I am asking you to commit one. I am not.”

“That wasn’t my question.”

“No.” His expression hardened. “It was a request for confession.”

For the first time since their agreement, anger rose between them. Harper stepped closer. “You hired me because I don’t look away. You do not get to admire that quality only when I’m looking at Connor.”