Luke stared at the wall. “I didn’t know where the Cup was,” he said. “She’d never told me.” “You could have tried to bargain—” “Valentine doesn’t bargain. He never has. If the advantage isn’t his, he won’t even come to the table. He’s entirely single-minded and totally without compassion, and though he may have loved your mother once, he wouldn’t hesitate to kill her. No, I wasn’t going to bargain with Valentine.”
