THIRTY-FIVE
“You are an impressive woman,” Merchant said as he poured wine into each of their glasses.
After leaving Styx’s cell, Baines took Tulsi back to her suite. Merchant had sent down orders for her to change for dinner where she was supposed to update him.
It was as Tulsi showered and changed that she thought more about Merchant. Everyone seemed to believe that he was a suspicious person, untrusting and unforgiving. Yet, even after all she’d done, he had never shown that side of himself. Not to her anyway.
He put down the bottle and seated himself. Tonight was salmon. Only the best. It smelled amazing, but she was preoccupied.
Tulsi drank some wine while Merchant began to eat. As soon as she put the glass down, the words tumbled out of her.
“Why do you trust me?”
Merchant too
