“No.
That is what should frighten you.”
He walked toward the boxes, then lowered his voice.
“Tessa, tell the lender you approved the loan.
I’ll withdraw my custody application and keep making payments.”
Elena stared at him.
“Did you just trade your son for a signature?”
“That isn’t what I said.”
“It is exactly what you said,” I replied.
Callum stepped closer.
“If you refuse, I’ll show the court every anxious message you ever sent me.
I’ll say you
cannot cope.
Vivian will support me.”
A small blue light blinked above the door.
His eyes followed mine to the security camera.
“You recorded me?”
“It records anyone standing at my door.”
He reached toward the camera, but Elena moved in front of it.
“Touch it,” she said.
