“I think he’ll overlook that in order to gain information about me.”
Her eyes widen. “You want me to play double agent?”
“Give him just enough about me to keep him on the hook. But really, I need you to find out more about the evidence he has on these girls he claims I raped.”
“He would never let me near that kind of information,” she says.
“So convince him.” I lean forward. “Look, Mother: I don’t need you to be his lover. I need you to be his friend. His—what did you call it? His confidante.”
“And if he doesn’t buy it?” she asks.
“We’ll find another way in.”
“What about your wife? She has a way in.”
I shake my head. “I’m not using her.”
“Oh, I get it,” she scoffs. “She’s not expendable, but I am. Is that right?”
“She’s pregnant,” I tell her.
Her eyes go wide with shock. “She’s…
