"Who?"

He went silent, eyes steady on mine.

"My business partner," he said at last. "Let's just say we had a disagreement that turned physical."

"And who is this business partner? The one that tried to kill us?"

"Maybe." He tried to sit up, but I pushed him back down. A groan escaped his throat.

"That's all you're gonna say?"

"For now."

"No," I folded my arms. "You said everything about me is your business, right? Well, your business is mine too. So talk."

A flicker of amusement crossed ...