Claire got up and started pacing in front of everyone, turning suddenly to face Agent Ramirez. Mia saw a clarity appear in her eyes, a steadiness Mia hadn't seen since they'd left Paradisum. It was like a decision had locked into place, a last piece of some internal puzzle finally snapping together.
"Agent Ramirez," Claire said, her voice firm in the quiet room. "We need to talk about that ledger—and the promises you made."
Ramirez shifted, her gaze unwavering. She nodded slightly, but her eyes betrayed no emotion. "Go ahead."
Claire's jaw clenched, and she stopped pacing, squaring her shoulders as she looked Ramirez dead in the eye. "You said that if we got you the ledger, you'd keep my family out of it. You swore my parents wouldn't be dragged into this."
