“You could confess and help them take everyone down?”
“Do you know what would happen to me in prison? A nark, a snitch? I’d be dead anyway. At least this way I go out by my own choice.”
Tears bristled in her eyes as she saw that the man she’d been running from was more tortured than she’d ever been. “Fine, I’ll help you, but you must do something for me first.”
Allen smirked. “You’re not in a position to make deals, Autumn.”
“Yes, I am, and we both know it, or I wouldn’t be here. I want you to make a note of everything you have on Anton. That man is evil and he needs to be locked up. I don’t want him to get off on a technicality.”
“Fine. Now we need to go.”
“What about Maggie? I don’t want Harold Charles or Verena Finch anywhere near my daughter.”
“They won’t be. They never come anywhere near the business end.”
“I still don’t want her near this. It’s a fucking chemical weapon. A lab is no place for a baby.”
“Better make sure you’re careful then because the only way this happens is if she goes too.” He bent closer. “Verena wanted her as leverage.”
“That bitch.”
Allen chuckled. “I see why Mitch loves you. You’re all right, Autumn Roberts.”
Autumn said nothing; her brain was still trying to grasp the revelations of the last twenty minutes and wondering how this would be affecting Mitch.