Margaret's office was on the forty-fourth floor of a building that had always felt appropriately serious for the kind of work she did. I'd been here dozens of times in four years for contracts, for disputes, for the various legal emergencies that came with running a company being systematically dismantled by someone you couldn't yet name.
I'd never come here for this.
Adrian sat beside me. He showered and changed in twenty minutes the efficiency of a man who understood that there was information available and delay was irrational and we'd come in his car with a particular quiet between us that was different from all the previous quietings. Not the hostile one or the operational one or the one that lived in moments of interruption almost. This was the quiet of two people who had arrive
