Klempner is quiet when he returns from… from… wherever it is he’s been. He offers no explanation, simply brooding over some inner thought.
whereverRoss moves around the room, topping up drinks and snacks. Richard accepts a couple of salmon and cream cheese sandwiches, neatly cut into triangles, the crusts trimmed. “Ross, I’m going to make the arrangements for you to go ahead and see that everything’s in place for when the family get there…”
Ross stiffens. Straightens. “Excuse me, sir, but no. I’ll be staying here, with the rest of the men.”
Richard stares at him in astonishment. “Ross?”
“Your deal is not yet complete yet, but nonetheless, there are plenty of staff there, sir, already effectively your staff. The women and children will be well cared for.”
Richard colours up. “The women
