POV: Yessica | Location: Edinburgh
She lowered the phone.
Looked at him.
Lewis looked back.
He already knew. She could see it in his face — not guilt exactly, not defiance. Something that had made a decision and was prepared to stand in it.
"Diana," she said into the phone. "I'll call you back."
She ended the call.
The waiting room was still warm. Still ordinary. One of the other women had left. The water dispenser hummed.
"You filed while I was in there," Yessica said.
"Yes."
"This morning you said nearby. In the building." She kept her voice level. "This afternoon you filed in the room."
"Yes."
"Explain that."
Lewis turned the book over in his hands once. Set it down on the chair beside him. Looked at her.
"I sat out here for ninety minutes," he said. "Watching that door. N
