Sarah realised quickly that she really didn't need to hear the answer. It had been a stupid question in some respects, but at the same time she couldn't help but wonder whether this was a continuation of his game tactics. Really? She thought to herself. How could he possibly get her scholarship cancelled? Would he really present himself to the police to make some ridiculous allegations that either of them were terrorists? Even the US police couldn't be that stupid and surely they would have a file a few inches thick on Mr. McTaggart. Surely!? But there was the con. Could either of them take the risk. And the other things he'd suggested were more than possible. Her legal career either side of the Atlantic would be finished before it even started. He was counting on her not calling his bluff; counting on them both folding. Sarah racked her brains trying to think of something that might allow her to raise instead but there was nothing. Truth was she really didn't have the bottle.<br/><br/>She forced herself to keep eye contact with him throughout his hypothetical list of possibilities. Forced herself in some faked show of bravado to keep her head from pulling back as his finger moved over her cheek. Her gaze was broken as in her peripheral vision she was aware of the movement of the cards. She looked down, slowly looked at Ever and she knew almost instantly by the look on her face. She didn't need McTaggart's smug confirmation. Her gaze drifted in shock and fear, wide eyed, stunned, to the cards. She wasn't really aware of them, merely staring at nothing and she sat back hard in the chair. Even as David stood up, her gaze remained fixed. Not until she heard him mention her name did she turn her head and look up at him sttod behind Ever, then look at Ever, who looked equally stunned. This really couldn't be happening, she thought to herself. It really really couldn't.