"No." She was shaking her head. "No, that's not-" She collapsed onto the floor.

"Victor bailed me out of a lawsuit three years ago." I settled into the couch across from her, savoring the moment. "Cost him twenty-five million dollars. Quite the debt. So I joined his operation. Trafficking pays better than film, as it turns out."

Her lips trembled before she pressed them tight.

"You were supposed to be one of many. A simple transaction." I leaned forward. "Your mother sold you for fifty ...