Chapter 45
Callie's vision blurred, horror and fury crashing through her in equal measure, her hands curling into fists so tight her nails bit deep into her palms. "You did this? You hurt him?"
"I didn't touch him myself," Liam said, tone almost bored. "But I made certain arrangements. And I can make further arrangements just as easily, should you continue being difficult."
"He's just a kid," Callie said, voice breaking now, all pretense of composure shattering completely. "He has nothing to do with any of this."
"He has everything to do with it," Liam said. "He's the one thing you actually care about in this world, Callie. That makes him extremely relevant."
"Please," Callie said, hating the desperation in her own voice, hating that he had reduced her to this so easily. "Please, don'
