DOMINIC
She came out of the elevator and I was standing in the lobby and she looked at me with the expression of a woman who already knew exactly what I was doing here and was waiting for me to say something about it.
I had been in a meeting at two-thirty when she called. I had taken the call in the corridor outside the conference room and stood there and listened and then gone back into the meeting and sat through another forty minutes of numbers while one part of my brain kept running the image of Brian walking into Elena's office like he had a right to be there.
I was not angry at Elena. That was clear to me.
What I was feeling was something else and I had not fully named it before I ended up in a car going downtown and had not fully named it now standing in her lobby.
"You weren't
