Chapter 15
Ciaran stopped and waited patiently. A couple more blocks to his London headquarters, and the traffic had been crawling for fifteen minutes. Lindsay called again, and Ciaran picked up on his car phone. “You go ahead with your meetings, Lindsay. I’m not scheduled to be in the office, so you don’t have to wait for me there.”
“Are you sure? Robert wants to talk to you beforehand, and he said you didn’t pick up.”
That must have been when he passed out, Ciaran thought. “Ask him to wait for me in the office. I’ll be there as soon as this mess clears up.”
“What happened?”
“Traffic jam, I think. A couple of blocks from our south gate.”
Ciaran inched the car ahead as the traffic controller signaled.
“Do you want to leave the car there? I’ll send someone to pick you up, going the o
