They’re requesting a plea bargain.” “Tell them no,” I said, taking a slow sip.

“Let the law take every single day she tried to steal from me.” Elena nodded.

“Understood, Mr.

Vance.” “Julian,” I corrected, and I looked at her with a respect I did not extend to many people in this world.

“You saved my life, Elena.

You don’t call me Mr.

Vance anymore.”

She smiled at that, a small, surprised smile, the smile of a person unused to being seen.