Ms. Wood blinked at me, eyes full of anticipation.

She wasn’t wrong. Marina had pulled something like that, and Giovanni would never let it go. Even if he couldn’t get her thrown in jail, he could still make sure her days weren’t easy.

“Ms. Wood is Mr. Steward’s lifesaver. When he wakes up, he needs to thank you properly.”

“I don’t need his thanks!” Ms. Wood said as she tightened the bath towel around herself. “If my client hadn’t ...