LUNCH TOGETHER
*Alex's pov first — then Glande's.*
The board luncheon was cancelled at eleven forty-three.
"The chairman had a family emergency," she said. "He's left the city. The other board members dispersed when he did. Your calendar is clear until three."
I looked at the schedule on my screen.
An open afternoon. No restructuring required because there was nothing to restructure around — the luncheon had been the anchor of the day, and without it, the afternoon was simply open, a rare condition in a working week that had not presented itself since I could remember.
"What happened to the catering?" I said.
"They're collecting it now," she said. "Unless you want it held."
I looked at her standing in the doorway with her notebook.
The idea arrived the way the recent ones had bee
