Ana was gasping, her words breaking apart between shaky sobs. “Please, sir, don’t do this. Don’t send me to prison. I’m not the only one. I wasn’t the one who planned the whole thing with the medicine.”

Nathan slowly turned his head. His gaze froze on her, cold and sharp like steel, pinning the trembling woman to the bed. Her fear of prison clearly outweighed whatever loyalty she had left.

“Speak clearly, Ana.” His voice was low and dangerous.

“It was Caroline. ...