Eleanor's apartment is on the upper East Side. Fifteen-minute drive from the lawyer's office. The building has a doorman. He nods as we walk past.The elevator takes us to the top floor, only two apartments. Eleanor's waiting at the door, she opens it before we knock."Come in quickly. Before anyone sees you."Inside, the apartment is huge. Floor-to-ceiling windows. View of park. Modern furniture. Art on walls. Nothing like the safe house. Nothing like the motels. This is where Caleb grew up. This kind of wealth.I feel out of place immediately."How did it go with Daniel?" Eleanor asks."He took the case," Caleb says. "He thinks we can win, but it's going to be a big fight.""I expected that. Harper doesn't do anything halfway, and Clara's out for blood after you took that will." She looks at me. "How are you holding up, Lena?""I'm okay. Just tired and overwhelmed by all this"" I understand, everything will be sorted okay?. You look exhausted. When's the last time you had a proper
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