““She took another breath, switched to English. "I'll leave tonight." "Hell." Tyler scowled. "We'll leave tonight." "I don't need a baby-sitter." "Yeah, right." He lifted his gaze now, met hers with chilled steel. "We've got an equal stake in this, Giambelli. You go, I go. I'll check out the vineyards, the winery," he said to Tereza. "If anything's off there, I'll spot it. I'll leave the paper trail to the paper pushe””
