Chapter 70 What Do We Know?

• “They’re trying to oust you.”
• Maria’s words hung in the room like an overcast sky—heavy, unwelcome, and absolutely not going away. Liam’s face shifted in a way Rosie recognized instantly: the mask he wore when deals got dicey. All jaw and sharp edges. The expression of a man who'd behead a rival over espresso and then politely ask for the check.
• “Explain,” he said, voice clipped enough to slice through marble.