“I killed the assassin,” I tell him.
“Wonderful.” He snorts. “So now, she’s a loose end with leverage. This just keeps getting better and better.”
“I’m not—” Cora lets loose a shaky breath and tries again. “I’m not going to tell anyone anything. Ivan saved me.”
“Yes, but why?” He leans in close, the word hissing between his teeth. “Why are you worth his time?”
“Daddy,” Anya tries to intervene.
He turns to her. “What? Am I supposed to believe both my children have a fetish for the lower classes?”
Anya’s face flames. I can see her clenching her teeth to keep quiet.
With her cowed, he turns back to me. “I don’t know why I’m surprised. You love putting women on my payroll who do absolutely nothing to benefit the Family.”
Usually, I’d let my father run out of steam before stepping in to
