coiled in my spine for days finally ebbing.
“Send the notice to Blackwood’s old partners,” I said. “We’re calling in the debt. Quietly, for now. Let the regulators do the loud part later.”
He nodded.
“And the email to the DA?” he asked.
I thought of Julian’s face in that last moment—which was not, as he probably believed, a moment of betrayal, but a moment continue reading …
