Julian was waiting in Izzy's room when they got back.
He stood when they entered, hands shoved in his pockets.
"I heard what happened downstairs," he said. "Nurses are talking."
"Good," Izzy said. "Let them talk."
Alex helped her back into bed. The exertion had made her dizzy.
Julian sat in the chair. "For what it's worth, you said what needed to be said."
"Did I? Or did I just make everything worse?"
"With Vivienne, there is no making things worse. There's only being honest or letting her control the narrative."
Izzy studied him. "We need to talk."
"About?"
"Sentinel Strategies."
Julian's expression didn't change, but something shifted behind his eyes. "What about them?"
"They're the firm that hired Cameron. The firm that's been feeding him information about Vivienne."
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