INDY
“You would not,” I said, though the tremor in my voice betrayed my certainty.
He smirked, and there was something almost apologetic in it, though it did not soften his threat. “Everyone is having a hard time because of him,” Jude replied casually. “Especially the executive and judicial staff. The investigations are relentless. He questions every signature, every permit, every alliance. I do not have any other reason not to report your location.”
I clicked my tongue in irritation, though beneath it was fear.
This was not a bluff. He had stepped into my father’s former position. He was now part of the machine Rome was using to tear apart corruption. He carried responsibility on his shoulders.
And I was asking him to ignore it.
“What about Clara?” I asked suddenly, grasping at the
