“I don’t have one.”

“Everyone has a price.”

“Maybe everyone in your world.” His jaw tightened. Hannah adjusted the blanket around Lucas. “He nearly died tonight. If I walk away because I’m afraid of you, and he stops eating again, I’ll have to live with that.

I’ve already spent three weeks wondering what I should have done differently for my daughter. I’m not adding another baby to that question.”

Adrian studied her face, searching for manipulation. He found only exhaustion. “You know who I am.”

“I know enough.”