night, and she did not look like

a leather briefcase and the other holding a phone she was clearly in the middle of not answering. She was maybe th

mble, "that you did not propose

ed to me,"

owed hotel robe to her damp hair, then to the ruined we

et you too,

e respect. "Iris Calloway. General counsel, Voss Dynamics.

ase

ate of birth, criminal history, financial liabilities, and every roman

," Naomi said. "And

" Iris didn't look up. "Yes,

r, said nothing, but his shoulde

rked in three colors, and read the terms aloud in a flat, exact voice. Duration: twelve months. Public conduct clauses.

that mean?"

is tapped the page. "The will requires coha

ass

re, here, and here.

en. Her hand sho

range lightness of choosing something with her ey

si

wice, then slid them across to Damon. He sign

t want to

rust

d softened, and she gathered the papers with something like tenderne

s," Naom

tell your fami

e a br

es." Iris snapped the case shut, t

es

ht years." She said it quietly, without looki

he was

d on the nightstand

o talk. I'm outsi