Chapter 6

The next morning, Julian sat across from me at the breakfast table as usual.

After finishing an email, he set down his coffee.

"What time are you done tonight?"

"I'm not sure yet."

"Do you want me to have the driver pick you up?"

"No. I'll make my own arrangements."

Julian glanced up at me, then nodded.

"All right."

He seemed to have filed last night's argument away as a disagreement that was already over. He didn't mention Lianne again or offer any more details about her frozen account.

I didn't ask how things had turned out, either.

That wasn't…