The light changed. I crossed.
I called Damien.
"Eleanor just called me," I said.
Three seconds of silence.
"On your personal number," he said.
"Yes."
"She offered you a meeting."
"She offered me whatever it would take to redirect my focus," I said. "In practical terms."
Another silence. Then: "She knows you're close."
"She knows something is moving," I said. "She doesn't know how much I have or who else is involved. If she knew, she wouldn't be calling me — she'd be calling her lawyers." I paused. "Damien. Does she know about Priya Nair?"
"Not yet," he said. "The retainer hasn't been filed — that happens at nine AM when the objection is submitted."
"Good," I said. "She's going to find out the moment the objection hits the planning board system. Which means we have until nine AM
