Richard

Despite everything, everything that’s happened, everything that might happen…

… Despite the feeling of waiting…

…. What’s Klempner doing?

?

Who knows?

Hickman?

I suppose he’d tell us if he thought there was a problem…

… life feels almost normal. I could work at the office, but with Elizabeth due any time now, I prefer to work here.

“Ross, could you deliver these back to Francis, please. I’ve emailed the scanned documents, but she needs my original signatures on some of them.”

“Yes, sir.” He takes the files. “Is there anything for Mr Alexanders?”

“James? I’m not sure. Let’s go ask him.”

you’ll find him in the kitchen, sir.” Ross shifts from

Really?

banging and cuss-words leads us right to him. And as Ross and I

“No idea.”

counter-top, sending a small cloud of flour billowing. To one side, Scruffy

then lifts and slaps it down again with what looks to me like unnecessary

brows at me and

in my hands, “James, I was looking for

teeth. “What can

here wants to know if there’s anything you

concerned.” Lifting the dough once more, he spins it,

should make excellent bread, Mr Alexanders. Always a good choice when you want

him, then cracks a smile. “You’re right. My apologies. Ross. I was sounding off

pastry. Or people.” File in hand he turns for the door.

returning a minute later. “What’s

into a round, he

“Why? What’s she doing?”

Rude to her

“What triggered it?”

her Exorcist impression over her. Fountained about a gallon of her lunch back over Charlotte’s brand-new outfit… It was unfortunate, but her reaction was off the scale. I’m not letting her get away

up. “You’re

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