Julian came at nine.Izzy was still there. She'd made coffee, found bread in Alex's kitchen that hadn't expired, and was reading something on her phone at the island when Julian walked in and stopped like he'd hit glass.He looked at her. Looked at Alex. Looked back at her."You stayed," he said."Good morning Julian," she said."This is the best Monday of my life.""Sit down," Alex said.Julian sat, still visibly delighted, and accepted the coffee Izzy pushed toward him with the air of a man receiving a gift. Alex watched him look between them again, cataloguing details, reading the room the way only Julian could."You're both very calm," Julian observed."We're calm because there's a situation," Izzy said. "Save the commentary.""Right. Yes." Julian straightened. "Vivienne.""Tell us what you know," Alex said.Julian opened his phone. "Cameron met with Vivienne's lawyer on Thursday. Lunch, private room, two hours. My contact at the restaurant confirmed it." He set the phone on the c
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