Held at the Bratva's Table

She got him acquitted. Then he told her he had planned the whole trial to meet her. Anya Kovacs has never lost a jury. Ivan Melnik is fifty-two, owns half the lawyers in Chicago, and rigged his own indictment so he could put her in a room with him. She takes the retainer and tells herself it is just a case. The case is his brother. Piotr has been moving people through the family's construction arm for three years, and Ivan has been building a file on him in silence, using his own trial as cover. Two witnesses are already dead. Anya is sleeping in a spare office with a chair under the door and a recorder in her coat. She is not a bodyguard. She is not a fool. The night it comes down, there are twelve men in a warehouse and only one of them brought a closing argument.