I caught Becca before she fell out of her chair, while Nick"s assistant ran to get some smelling salts. As soon as she cracked one open, the powerful ammonia smell permeated the small room, sending me into a coughing fit. One wave of that miniature stink bomb under her nose was enough to revive Becca and she sat up, looking dazed, as if she couldn"t remember where she was.
I glared at Nick. "We"re done here. And I hope you"re proud of yourself!"
We"re done here."You know what your problem is, Quinn?" he asked. "You take everything so personally. Are you sure she"s not your cousin?"
"I may take things personally, but at least I haven"t lost my compassion. Once you lose that, Nick, what"s left?"
"A damn good attorney, that"s what," he said, and walked out of the room.
I helped Becca to
