Chapter 39
The City, Fleet Street
Leibowitz Oil Building
Monday, September 6, 2010
10:19 a.m.
“Good morning, Sarah,” Sophia greeted her secretary with a wide smile. She looked around her office reception room and sighed happily. She had missed it.
Sarah jumped from her chair behind the table and greeted her back, “Good morning, Lady Ells.”
What? Sophia lost track of the door code she was entering on her iPhone. She’d never thought that someone so close to her would call her by the title. In fact, she liked to think of herself as Mrs. MacCraig.
“Sarah. I’m still the same Mrs. L that left this office a month ago. You can call me Mrs. M from now on.” A slow, mischievous smile spread on her face. “Better yet! Just M like on James Bond.”
A horrified look appeared on Sarah’s face.
“Sar
