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he’s offering you the only thing he can give you… which is money, or anything that money can buy.”
    She rolled her eyes. That did not sound like Troy Myers at all. “That’s all he can offer me? Money?”
    “What else does he have that you’d want to do with anyway? He’s got nothing. It’s just his money and his dick. I don’t think a respectable woman like you would have anything to do with his seasoned dick.”
    She cringed. Wow. Just a couple of minutes ago, this man walked in here like a very fine gentleman, but now he’s turned out to the way he was famous for in the field—a trash talker.
    But he was right. Whatever else Troy had, she didn’t want them, not especially his overused dick. But his money, she needed it. “He can start by paying the hospital bills, but that is not called settlement. It’s his moral obligation to pay for it.”
    “That’s been done,” he replied. “I’ve spoken with the clerks below and I told them to charge whatever expenses you incurred to Myer’s account. But aside from that, what else do you want?”
    “Honestly, that’s all for now.”
    Logan raised an eyebrow. “You know very well that he’s a filthy rich man, don’t you? Why don’t you take advantage of the situation?”
    She frowned. “Are you trying to persuade me to take advantage of him? He sent you here to buy me off, didn’t he?”
    “Buy is hardly the proper word. I prefer offer.”
    She chuckled. “Forget it. I’m not interested. The court will declare how much he owes me.”
    “If this goes to court, the judge can only give you a fraction of what Troy can offer you.”
    “How much is he willing to offer?”
    “How much do you want?”
    “A hundred million,” she promptly replied. Surely, this man would be out of here in no time. But instead, he crossed his arms and stood up straight.
    “Two hundred and fifty,” he said.
    Her eyes widened. “Million?”
    “Thousand.”
    She rolled her eyes. How stingy. “No.”
    “Half.”
    “No no. Just no.”
    “Seven fifty.”
    She growled. “Tell Troy Myers he cannot afford me. If he wants to buy my silence, he’d have to give me everything he has. Is he amenable to that?”
    Logan was quiet, and then he sighed. “Miss, you have to understand. The Patriots need him or they won’t make it to the playoffs.”
    “Good. I’m a Jets fan anyway. I’d be glad to get rid of him. The Jets will thank me for it.”
    Logan squinted, as if suspicious of something. “How much did the Jets pay you?”
    “What?!” she exclaimed. “You think they paid me so I’d make sure Myers goes to jail?”
    “Exactly.”
    She laughed. “You misjudge me, Mister Norris. I’m a woman with principles. You can’t buy that from me.”
    “Is your principle worth a million?”
    “If you don’t mind, Sir, I’m tired. I want to rest.”
    Logan sighed. “Alright, but if you change your mind, I’m leaving my card here,” he said and placed a calling card on the table. “By the way, your daughter is with me.”
    She frowned. “W-what?”
    “Bessie.”
    “Where is she?”
    “Outside, waiting. I’ll send her in now, but I’ll come get her back at five.”
    “You’re taking care of her?”
    “It’s not like I’ve got any choice. I tried to give her back to the police station this morning, but she didn’t want to let go of me.”
    “What about the social services?”
    “They’re closed.”
    She straightened her back. “I heard you never had children. Are you sure you know how to take care of a child?”
    “No. I just give her whatever she wants. This morning, she asked for ice cream and Pringles.”
    “Oh, God.”
    “Well, you owe me for that kid, so you’d better consider my offer.”
    “And if I accepted your offer, what does Troy expect in return from me?”
    “Tell the police that it was an accident. That you suddenly ran across him.”
    “You want me to claim it was my fault?”
    “Something like that.”
    “Too late, I’ve already