He did not touch the laptop. He just smiled. It was a small, dismissive smile.
"Looks abstract," Lucien said. He straightened up, taking his hand back from her chair. "Not really our brand."
Then he walked out of the room. Just like that.
The relief was so sudden and so complete it made Ziva dizzy. She felt lightheaded. She kept her body very still until she heard him turn on the television in the living room. The normal sound of the evening news filled the apartment.
She allowed herself to breathe. She closed the design program. She shut down her laptop. The screen went black. She sat in the dark study for a long time, listening to the murmur of the television. Her heartbeat slowly returned to normal.
He had seen it. And he had seen nothing. Her secret was safe. Her carelessness had
