I found Rafe waiting in the morning room with a typed offer in front of him.
"I've arranged a solution," he said.
I stayed standing. "What kind of solution?"
"The trustees will give you six weeks to move. Northline will pay for storage and a temporary apartment. You'll receive a consulting fee for helping select the materials to be retained."
"I don't want to select what gets thrown away."
"Then select what gets kept."
"Who decides what counts as historically important?"
"The buyer. With your input."
"That isn't a solution."
"It's more than you were offered before."
It was a good offer, which was what made it dangerous. I had no savings beyond what I could fit in one bank account. A temporary apartment would give me time to find work. The consulting fee would cover several months
