Adrian's POV
I spent Thursday thinking about where to take her.
Not overthinking it — I had learned enough about Lena to know that anything that looked planned to the point of performance would land wrong. She wanted to not know where they were going. She'd said it directly and she meant it in more than one sense.
Marcus found me staring at the window at four o'clock and said nothing for a full minute before he put a folder on my desk.
"Southeast Asia final handover documents," he said. "Chen needs your signature by end of day."
I signed them without reading them because I had already read them twice. He collected the folder and was halfway out the door when I said, "You've lived in New York your whole life."
He turned.
"If someone hasn't been here in five years and they're starting
