Julian.
I was in the middle of a conference call with Tokyo when my phone lit up with a message from my head of security:
Mrs. Blackwood visited NYPD precinct, East 51st. There was no advance notice. But Marcus was with her.
I frowned, and turned my attention to my screen.
"Gentlemen, something came up. My assistant will reschedule." I ended the call before anyone could respond.
Marcus answered on the first ring.
"Where is she?"
And as articulate Marcus was, he knew exactly what I was talking about.
"We just arrived sir. She has gone upstairs."
"She visited the precinct."
"Yes sir."
"Did... did she tell you why?" I asked after a few moments of hesitation.
A pause. "No, sir."
"Did she tell you not to tell me?" I asked again.
A longer pause. "She asked me to keep it betwe
