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.”

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

Really?

cuss-words leads us right to him. And as Ross and I come down the hall from one direction, Michael is approaching from the other. He

“No idea.”

down some doughy mass on the counter-top, sending a small cloud of flour billowing. To one side,

presses in with the heel of both hands, then lifts and slaps it down

raises brows at me and I

my hands,

“What can I do for you,

wants to know if there’s anything

to the parties concerned.” Lifting the dough once more, he spins it, slams it down, then leans in, kneading hard

excellent bread, Mr Alexanders. Always a good choice when you want to work

smile. “You’re right. My apologies. Ross. I was sounding off

bread than pastry. Or people.” File in hand he turns for the door. “I’ll be off

returning a minute later. “What’s

round,

“Why? What’s she doing?”

to her

“What triggered it?”

lunch back over Charlotte’s brand-new outfit… It was unfortunate, but her reaction was off the scale.

“You’re going to

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