"Yeah.... I know."

"But... your deal?"

"I have a feeling it won't effect it at all." His tone was low. "Rozy, he knows who you are. He knows your pen name."

"You don't think...." He looked back over at me.

"Wipe your glasses." He said matter of factly. I growled, taking my cloth from my purse to wipe my glasses. "I have a feeling he will use blackmail in order to get what he wants on both of our ends. If one way won't work, he will use the other. He also knows how ...