Dominic makes three calls in ten minutes.
I sit in the chair by the window and listen to the half I can hear. His voice stays level the whole time, which I've learned means he's more unsettled than usual, not less. The control goes up when the ground goes unstable. It's a tell I've started to read the way I read patients who say they're fine in the same tone they use to say everything else.
The third call is to Isobel.
He tells her to pull everything Declan Marsh touched. Every file, every recommendation, every communication that came through him since Dominic first brought him in. He tells her to do it quietly and to assume Declan may have people watching the process.
He hangs up and looks at me.
"How much did we tell him?" I ask.
"Everything we had at that point," he says. "The Vos
