"Yes?" Vee answered.
Voss smiled. He stood near Luca's desk, one hand resting on a pile of scattered papers his men had already searched twice. One of the men was still going through the trash, expecting Luca to hide criminal evidence between lemon peels and used napkins. "The engagement," Voss said, nodding toward her hand. "And the baby."
Vee glanced down at the diamond on her finger before looking back at him. "Thank you."
It came out flat. Polite enough to avoid drama. Cold enough to freeze water. She turned again.
"Sad you had to sacrifice a good man to get the life you dreamed of, uhn?"
That stopped her properly.
Vee faced him fully. Her eyes narrowed. "What is that supposed to mean?"
"You were just a pizza girl," Voss continued, voice smooth and cruel. "Look at you now. Diamond ring, designer clothes, nice car…"
"You noticed the clothes too? I'm touched. I didn't dress for you, but still, how sweet." She drawled sarcastically.
