chapter 42
Titus “Lovely to meet you at last—we’ve heard so much about you.” Alan grins at my wry look. “You’d better get used to hearing that. This is my office through here. Would you like a coffee?” “Please.” “Jade?” “Coming right up, sir.” “Thank you.” He leads the way to the office at the far end. It’s the biggest one, of course, bright and spacious with a view over the lawns behind the building. A large desk stands at an angle to one side, and at the other end a light-gray sofa and chairs surround a low coffee table. Paintings of seascapes decorate the walls. “Rowena’s,” he says, referring to his daughter. He puts his briefcase on his desk and says, “You can leave yours here if you like. It’ll be safe.” I put mine by the chair in front of his desk. “Come with me,” he says, “and I’ll int
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