ELENA
The call came at eleven.
Petra transferred it without flagging it. The number looked legitimate and it's a publication I recognized. It is the kind of arts and culture coverage the gallery occasionally engaged with.
I answered expecting something about the Mäkinen installation.
"Ms. Voss." A woman's voice. She was warm and professional.
She had been trained to make difficult questions sound like conversation.
"Congratulations on your recent marriage. I was hoping to ask you a few questions."
"About what specifically?" I said.
"Your pregnancy. There's been some speculation, given the timing of your divorce from Liam Carter and your marriage to his brother — about the baby's paternity. I wondered if you'd like to comment."
I looked at the wall across from my desk.
"No," I
