I thought about the note.
Ask Adrian who was supposed to be sitting in seat 14B.
The answer was no longer a stranger.
It was his assistant.
The woman who managed his travel.
The woman who would know his schedules.
And perhaps his family history.
“Does Claire know about Caroline?” I asked.
Adrian looked at me.
“She’s worked for me seven years.”
“So yes.”
“Yes.”
“Does she know Northbridge?”
“I don’t know.”
Daniel leaned forward.
“There’s more.”
I almost laughed.
“Of course there is.”
He glanced at Lily.
I understood.
“Sweetheart?”
She looked up.
“Yes?”
“Would you like to take your picture to the front desk and ask if they have crayons?”
She considered this.
“What colors?”
“Probably all of them.”
She immediately climbed down.
Adrian stood.
“I’ll take her.”
I looked at him.
“You don’t have to.”
“I know.”
He held out his hand to Lily.
