But as Aarav turned, she grabbed his wrist. Her grip was iron.
Lilly stood up. “Then tomorrow, I tell Vikram you tried to assault me. With your history, who will believe you? You’ll be back on a plane to face the Thames inquiry.”
“I want to sell it. Then disappear. But I need a partner. A man who has already killed and can do it again.”
That evening, the family gathered for dinner in the marble courtyard. Candles flickered. Aarav scanned the table: his weak uncle, his gossiping aunt, his bored cousins. And then he saw her .
“Go,” she whispered. “I’ll distract Vikram.”