"You had a meeting with him?" Like the stillness before a storm, Rogan's voice was low and almost too serene. He fixed his unblinking green eyes on mine, seeking the truth I was too scared to reveal.
I blurted out, "I didn't have a choice," as I spoke. Victor approached me. I was cornered by him. I didn't—
"You didn't what?" Rogan cut in, his voice abruptly harsh. "You didn't believe it was important to bring up? Or you didn't think I should be aware that my friend met in private with the man who was attempting to ruin us?
The indignation in his voice made me wince. That wasn't the case. Nothing was agreed to by me. Rogan, I would never turn on you.
His laugh was hollow and sad. However, you kept it from me. That alone is betrayal.
The words struck me hard. Since I had always understo
