Kevin smirked. The girl was smart... that much was certain.
"Fine," he said, being blunt, "He wants the name of who's been paying you. Provide him with a name... you're back in his good graces, life goes on as it should."
He took a long drink. "If you don't, well..." He shrugged, feeling he didn't need to finish. Besides, he wouldn't feel the consequences of this, she would. And knowing Nott, it probably wouldn't be pleasant. But he had other things to worry about.