Amara's POV

I shook my head, a sense of quiet defiance hardening my resolve. "I'm not interested in whatever deal you have to offer, Senator. I'm not a pawn in your game. And I'm not a fool to be manipulated."

He laughed, a low, booming sound that was more of a threat than an expression of humor. "Relax, Amara. You haven't even heard my deal. You haven't heard what I have to say." He leaned forward, his elbows on the table, his eyes fixed on mine. "I was told that my daughter, Isabella, ...