FAZER LOGINXena."Tell me it's not Wednesday.""It's not Wednesday. It's worse than Wednesday, but not Wednesday." Dante's voice had the particular flatness of a man reading something back to himself to make sure it was real. "Where are you?""Hospital. Mum's stable. It's — I'll explain later, it's a lot." I glanced back through the glass at Hannah, still curled against the bed, and made myself focus. "What's happened?""Okafor called me forty minutes ago." I heard him breathe, once, deliberate. "He'll use the clauses. He'll file Tuesday morning. But he wants an affidavit from me. Sworn. Explaining exactly how I came to know them."I stepped out into the corridor, away from the room, my back against the cool of the wall."That's fine," I said, relief arriving before I'd thought it through."I told Osei in a private referral. This is a public court filing." Dante's voice had gone careful, the way it does right before he says the thing he doesn't want to say. "He wants the whole provenance. Where
Xena."Her potassium is dangerously low," the doctor said. "That's what caused the arrhythmia. Not her heart itself — her heart's fine. It's what's around it that isn't.""Low potassium," Hannah repeated, like the words didn't fit together right."Combined with dehydration and what looks like weeks of skipped meals, it was enough to throw her rhythm off badly." The doctor looked at Diana, not unkindly. "You're lucky the neighbour found you when she did.""I keep hearing that," Diana murmured, something wry surfacing despite everything. "Lucky.""You are. I'd like you to hear it as a fact, not an insult." The doctor made a note. "We'll get your levels stable overnight. You'll need to eat properly, sleep properly, and stop treating your own body like evidence in a case you're building against yourself."Diana almost laughed at that. It came out thin."I'll try," she promised, and for once it didn't sound like a deflection."Try harder than that." The doctor almost smiled. "I'll be back
Xena."Cross. Diana Cross.""Take a seat, we'll call you.""I don't want a seat, I want to know if my mother is alive."The woman behind the desk looked up properly for the first time, and something in my face must have done what it needed to, because she picked up a phone instead of repeating herself.Hannah was already there, in a chair too small for the room, still in her work clothes, one shoe off for no reason I could see."They won't tell me anything," she said, before I'd even sat down. "They took her back forty minutes ago. Nobody's come out.""How long was she on the floor before anyone found her?""I don't know. The neighbour didn't say. I didn't think to ask." Hannah pressed the heel of her hand against one eye. "I keep thinking about that. How long she was just — lying there. Alone.""Don't do that to yourself.""Someone has to think about it, Xena, and it isn't going to be her.""What did the paramedics say?""Collapsed in the hallway. Neighbour heard something and called
Xena."You can't come in.""I know I can't come in.""I'm just saying it so we're both clear." Dante had his tie already loosened before we'd even parked. "Counsel only. You'll be in the lobby.""I've been in worse lobbies this month."He almost smiled at that. It didn't last."If they call you back—""They won't call me back. It's not that kind of visit.""I know. I just wanted to say it in case." He touched my arm, brief, and then he was gone through the first set of doors.I watched him go through the second set of doors with a legal pad under his arm and nothing else. No phone. No bag.The lobby had a television bolted high in one corner, muted, running a cooking competition nobody in the room was watching. A woman two chairs down fed coins into a machine that only g
Xena."Careful with that one.""It's a lamp, Dante.""It's my grandmother's lamp.""It's a lamp shaped like a heron and it's ugly." I set it down on the porch anyway, gently, because he was watching. "You could just say you like it.""I like it.""See. Simple."The movers went past us with the sofa at an angle that made both of us wince, and somewhere behind me a man shouted a number that meant nothing to either of us, and the house in Evanston stood there getting emptier by the box.Closing was Thursday. This was the last Sunday it would ever be his.A mover leaned round the door frame."Where's the piano going, boss?""There's no piano," Dante said."There's a piano in the truck.""That's not mine.""Address says this address."Dante looked at me. I looked at him."Not our problem," I said."Absolutely not our problem," he agreed, and went to go and find out whose problem it was, leaving me alone on the porch with a heron."You're doing the face," Dante observed, amusement warming h
Xena."Say it again.""Dante, I need you to actually hear me before you—""Say it again." He hadn't moved from the doorway of his own kitchen. "The word. Just the word.""Guardianship."Something went out of his face. Not colour — colour had gone already, in the car, the second I'd started talking. This was something under the colour."When." His voice had dropped almost to nothing."Herald didn't give me a date. He said Victor told him you were helping build the paperwork. Somebody inside the family. Somebody who'd sign off on it and never lose a night's sleep." I made myself keep going, because if I stopped now I don't think I'd have started again. "That's what he said.""I didn't—" Dante stopped himself. Started again. "I need to think.""Take your time.""No. Actual time. Not the kind where I say something clever in four seconds because I can't stand the silence." He put both hands flat on the counter and stood there like a man bracing for weather. "Give me a minute, Xena. A real
Xena.I gasped for breath, my legs still aching from the last round. Yet Dante stood over me like this was nothing but probably another of his one night stands.The bed was wet beneath me, wet from my juices. I stared at the ceiling for a while, the memories of his cock inside of me played over an
Xena."It's me Xena."My eyes went wide.“ Dad?”There was silence on the other end. For a brief second, no one spoke, not a single word was said.I stood in Dante's study. We hadn't contacted each other since Adrian's promotion ceremony.“Darling I—” he pauses then heaves a sigh. “How are you doin
Xena.The ceiling in Dante's room was different from the one in the guest room.I noticed that first, which probably said something about the state of my brain. I stared at it and waited for regret to arrive.It didn't.What arrived instead was a very thorough physical awareness of every decision
Xena.The night air hit me the moment we stepped outside and I realized it was the first clean breath I'd taken in hours.Dante's car was already waiting. The long black car didn't need a logo to tell one it cost fortunes. A driver stood at the rear door without being summoned and I got in without







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