The black SUV pulled up in front of Crestview Holdings just after lunch.
Andrea stepped out first, smoothing her dress before she would step inside the chaos waiting for her in there. The building rose in front of her, all glass and steel and the particular kind of authority that had felt distant and manageable from a Paris wine bar, felt considerably less so now. Henry came around from the other side, his expression settled into the unreadable mask he wore when he had already decided how something was going to go.
They walked through the lobby together.
And she felt it before she fully saw it_-the quality of the silence that followed them across the marble floor. Not the ordinary midday quiet of people focused on their phones or their lunch orders. This was the kind of silence that mea
