Roman waited until the silence settled between them.
Vivian kept her eyes on Clara's notes, refusing to give him the satisfaction of thinking he had her full attention.
"You disagree with me."
She didn't look up.
"I usually do."
A corner of Roman's mouth lifted.
"Good."
Finally, she met his gaze.
"You enjoy arguing."
"I enjoy people who can argue back."
Vivian closed the folder.
"You said I'm reading the case like Damien."
"I did."
"And you think that's a flaw?"
"I think it's predictable."
She folded her arms.
"Explain."
Roman stood and walked around the dining table, stopping beside the large map Damien had left behind.
He tapped a point near downtown Manhattan.
"Let's pretend you're the board."
"I'm not."
"Humor me."
She sighed.
"Fine."
"If you're trying to bury y
