Cameron agreed to meet at a coffee shop near the hospital.
Alex didn't like it. "He could be recording this. Using it against us later."
"So we're careful about what we say," Izzy said from the wheelchair the nurse insisted she use for the brief outing. Her doctor had reluctantly approved one hour away from the hospital. "But we need to know what he wants."
"I know what he wants. To hurt you."
"Maybe. Or maybe someone's using him the same way he tried to use me."
Sophie came with them. "Extra witness," she said. "And I don't trust him not to try something."
The coffee shop was quiet, a mid-afternoon lull. Cameron was already there, sitting at a corner table. He stood when they approached.
"Izzy. You didn't have to***"
"Sit down," Alex said coldly.
Cameron sat. Izzy wheeled herself
