“I guess that puts us in each other’s way,” he says darkly. “And guess what I do to anyone who’s in myway?”
I can feel the tremble inside me, working its way to the surface. But I bite down so hard on my tonguethat I taste blood.
Leo has always been larger than life to me. He still is.
But I have to believe in myself now. If I claim defeat before the fight has even started, then there’s nohope for me or my son.
So I walk forward, putting myself right in Leo’s path.
“Would you kill me, Leo?” I whisper. “If it comes down to it, would you really kill me?”
He doesn’t hesitate. “I will do whatever I have to.”
I nod. “Okay,” I say, calling his bluff. “Then do it.”
He raises his eyebrows. I reach back towards the table, pluck one of the steak knives from beside anuntouched plate of food,
