I grabbed her wrist and twisted it hard.
"I don't care what you and Bowden think of me. Even if his wealth grows ten times or a hundred times because of this cooperation, I still don't care. But you stay the hell away from my son!"
"Ouch! Bowden loves me. He trusts me."
I snapped several of her long fake nails and threw them on the floor. "Let me make this very clear. My children are my bottom line, and they are also Bowden's bottom line. If you dare try anything that hurts Dexter, you won't even need me to act. Bowden will punish you in ways you can't even imagine. He'll make your life a living hell."
Analia tumbled off the sofa, crawled a few steps across the carpet, then staggered to her feet and rushed out the door.
*****
That afternoon, after the two kids played until they fell
