EDMUND’S POV
I stayed at the office until nine.
Sandra had left at six.
The floor around me had emptied out the way it always did by early evening, leaving behind the specific quiet of a building that had released most of its people and kept only those with unfinished business.
I had a legal pad in front of me.
Blank when I sat down.
It wasn’t blank for long.
I started with one date.
The breakfast table.
The divorce papers.
The pen I had held out, expecting her to take it.
I wrote that at the top.
Then I began writing everything that had followed.
The party.
Geoffrey sending James instead of coming himself.
The first flagged report.
Robert Calloway requesting the Meridian documentation.
The second flagged report.
Harrington’s deal stalling in their legal department.
Vict
