how Emily was able to talk you into this fake marriage scheme
 
 to begin with.”
 
 Dani wasn’t going to back down. She wasn’t going to cower
 
 in front of this man or admit to anything.
 
 “What other motivation would I have had?” she challenged.
 
 She wanted to know how much more he knew about her. How
 
 much more leverage he might have.
 
 It turned out, as she feared, he knew so much more. “I know
 
 all about how you grew up. How you bounced from foster
 
 home to foster home after the age of ten, when your mother
 
 died. There was no father in the picture, no living relatives to
 
 claim you, so you went into the system. You aged out at
 
 eighteen. You had no permanent address after that for over a
 
 year. Lived on the streets, I imagine. I have no idea what you
 
 did to survive, but then suddenly you did have an address and
 
 several jobs. You saved up enough to buy this place. It must
 
 mean a lot to you.”
 
 Dani didn’t have to answer that. She heard the threat
 
 implicit in Radcliffe’s words. She wasn’t afraid of the media
 
 finding out about her background. She wouldn’t be
 
 embarrassed by it. She was a heck of a lot tougher than that.
 
 She found herself laughing softly.
 
 “If my past came out, if that’s what you’re trying to threaten
 
 me with, it would be much more embarrassing for you.” Some
 
 of the wind went out of Radcliffe’s sails, but Dani could easily
 
 see he was far from done fighting for whatever he’d come to
 
 get.
 
 “I’ll get right to it, then,” Radcliffe sighed. “I want my
 
 daughter back. I want her unattached from someone who just
 
 wants to be with her for her money. That was never something