Cole doesn't flinch at my rejection, like he saw it coming. He stubs out his cigarette in silence, his eyes darkening as he glances up at my seventh-floor dorm window.
"Lauren, you've got three choices: drop the case yourself, or I'll find a way to make you. If I'm not mistaken, your dad's at a Lawson-owned hospital. You could transfer him, sure, but good luck finding another healer's den that'll take him."
My teeth grind so hard I swear they'll c***k. I want to tear him apart.
He doesn't care, his voice softening like he's soothing a cornered animal. "Alexis went too far, I get it. But I'm the one who took those photos. Come at me if you're mad—I owe you that. She's still your sister…"
Bile surges up my throat. I slam the phone down and stumble to the bathroom, retching until my face
