She leaned against the counter like we were discussing business.
Which, apparently, we were.
“I know how much your company is worth now,” she said.
I stared at her, confused.
“Sign over fifty-one percent of the business,” she continued smoothly, “and I’ll drop the case.”
I felt like the floor had disappeared beneath my feet.
“And if I don’t?”
She shrugged.
“I’ll take the boys and move out of state.”
