CHAPTER 7
I was still irked when I reached my office. I had to go through Julia's to reach it. She must have read my body language signs.
"Can I get you something?" she asked. "A coffee perhaps?"
"That'd be nice, thanks. And bring a cup for yourself. We have work to do."
I spent the next hour with her drafting a list of staff interviews for the following day. As Lukas was still incommunicado, I planned to start with his staff, thinking it best to do his area before he reappeared or could complain. I hoped he would appreciate me giving him first preference! Aha.
In the afternoon, Liz took me on a tour of Lukas's non-fiction departments. Ostensibly, to meet his people, but in reality, for me to assess them and find out who did what. The ones I spoke to didn't impress me.
"Who's in char
