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.”

the kitchen, sir.” Ross shifts from one foot to the other. “I didn’t like

Really?

to him. And as Ross and I come down the hall from one direction, Michael is approaching from the other. He jerks his head at the kitchen door. “What’s

“No idea.”

chair, shirt sleeves rolled up, and be-aproned, he slams down some doughy mass on the counter-top, sending a small cloud of flour billowing. To one side,

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

at me

my life in my hands, “James, I was looking

clenched teeth. “What can I do for you,

there’s anything you need delivering to

says after a moment. “I’ve emailed everything that’s needed to the parties concerned.” Lifting the dough once

Alexanders. Always a good

cracks a smile. “You’re right.

people.” File in hand he turns

him, returning a

round,

“Why? What’s she doing?”

to me. Rude to her

“What triggered it?”

her. Fountained about a gallon of her lunch back over Charlotte’s brand-new outfit… It was unfortunate, but her reaction was off the

jerks up. “You’re going to punish

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