“I told him to leave. XXX He’s a fucking con artist!”
Natalie looked from him back to me, looked at me in disbelief, and said, “He says you’re brothers?”
“He’s right,” I said, “I’m related to Colin Gerrard, but I didn’t con him. “If I open this door, are we gonna have a problem?”
“You promise that both of us can walk out of here?”
“I can just get Chloe to shoot you,” I pointed out. He’s a lying snake, and you have a choice—you can leave with him if you want, but we’re done. I wanted to say more, but honoring her wishes, I left it there. “No.”
Liz stared another moment before disappearing into the hall, shutting the door behind her.
