“Would you cover for your cousin if he did something wrong?” she asked.
“No.”
“Even though he’s your cousin?”
“No matter who he was.”
“What if it was me?”
I pushed back my barstool. The scrape of the legs on the tile floor made Gillian wince, then her eyes widened as I came around the island.
“It’s just a question,” she managed before I put a hand down on either side of the counter, trapping her against it.
“It’s not just a question, Gillian,” I said, staring down at her. “Are you telling me that you knew what your ex-husband was doing? That you’re complicit?”
Gillian shook her head. “No, of course not. But…just…what if I had, and I asked you to cover for me? What would you do?”
I had no f*cking idea, but I said brutally, “I’d drive you to prison myself.”

I don’t know if she’s innocent or guilty
All I know is she’s back in my life
And I’m going to protect her no matter what
Even if it’s from herself

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