Margaret arrives at our home unexpectedly on a Sunday afternoon, considerable weight evident in her expression despite her usual professional composure.
"I need to talk to you both about something," she says, settling into our familiar kitchen table across from Talia and me.
"You're worrying us," Talia says gently, reading genuine distress beneath Margaret's careful control.
"I've been offered a position," Margaret explains slowly. "Director of International Financial Crimes Investigation, based permanently in Geneva. It's an extraordinary opportunity, considerably beyond anything I could accomplish continuing solely within Second Ledger's structure."
"That sounds remarkable," I say carefully, sensing there's additional complexity beneath this exciting professional opportunity.
"It is
