ROSETTE’S POV
“You don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“I know exactly what I’m talking about. I know that man out there is dangerous. I know his family has been circling yours for decades, looking for weakness. And I know you just handed him the biggest weakness you have.” He paused. “Yourself.”
“He’s not—” I stopped, then took a breath. Tried to find words that didn’t sound like excuses. “He’s not what you think he is.”
“No? Then what is he?” Luther’s voice sharpened. “Because I’ve seen his file, Miss Sinclair. I’ve seen what he’s capable of. The bodies. The enemies who disappeared. The way he tore Arthur Vance apart like tissue paper. That’s not a man who deserves your trust. That’s a predator wearing a pretty face.”
“You told me yesterday that you would have made the same choic
