The broken lock rested in my hand for another second.
Then I slipped it into my bag.
If someone had forced the door open recently, standing outside wondering why wouldn't give me any answers.
Priya would kill me if I missed the presentation.
Whoever had forced the door open had already finished whatever they had come to do.
By the time I reached the office, Martin was already in the meeting room.
He checked the clock.
"I was about to send a rescue party."
"You should have sent Priya."
"I like the rescue party more."
Priya appeared behind him with three coffees.
"I don't."
She handed me one coffee.
"The client has moved us into the main boardroom."
"Why?"
"The Vales."
I turned to her immediately.
"Vales?"
Martin nodded.
"They're back."
"How?"
"The redevelopment contract
