Roy's gaze flickered, a subtle dance between the phone in Alexander's hand and me.
Alexander Knight. Here.
With me.
A spark of surprise lit his eyes, but it was gone in a breath, swallowed by that practiced, lazy smile. He let his offered hand fall, slipping it back into the pocket of his impeccably tailored trousers.
"Didn't expect to see you here in Hong Kong."
The smile was relaxed, the picture of easy sociability.
"Are you staying at the Nebula as well?"
Alexander's head inclined a bare centimeter.
"Temporarily."
Roy wasn't deterred. He leaned a shoulder against the polished wall, the picture of casual charm.
"Business in Hong Kong, Mr. Knight?"
"The Asia-Pacific summit."
The reply was a clipped, professional sound. Alexander turned, extending the phone back to me. His fing
