"Your choice," he said finally, the words clipped and bitter. "That's what you said, right? Your choice?"
"Yes."
"Then you're choosing to put yourself in harm's way. You're choosing to become a target. Because my boss—he's not going to let this go. He's been building this case for years. Thomas's family, their connections, the trafficking, the money laundering—he wants them all. And he will do anything to get them. He'll use you, Lana. He'll use you until there's nothing left."
The words hit her like physical blows, but she didn't flinch. "What is it to you if I'm in harm's way?"
The question came out sharper than she'd intended, loaded with more meaning than she wanted to examine. She watched Martin's face, waiting for his answer, and saw something flicker in his eyes. Something he qu
