"I don't have time for Ronan's games."

"This isn't a game." Nadia's eyes flicked to me, then back to him. "It's up to you to accept my offer or not."

"Why would I trust anything you say?"

"You shouldn't." Her lips pressed into a thin line. She glanced behind her, down the hall. "Look, I told him I forgot my phone inside. I have five minutes before he starts wondering why I'm gone this long. So either you listen, or I walk, and you lose the only chance you'll ever have to put him in a cell." ...