Vivienne’s POV

“No.” My head jerks side to side as I edge away from the table. “No. Not happening. That’s deranged.”

“It’s the only route left. While she’s breathing, you’re exposed.”

“I’m not murdering her. Not with Jonah digging into all this.”

“You won’t have to.” Marlowe rises and flicks a few bills onto the tabletop like we’ve only been discussing coffee. “I’ll do it. But you’re going to ...