your clients?”
“No.”
“Did Bennett National Trust accuse you publicly?”
“No.”
“Then what are you blaming us for?”
His jaw tightened.
“Perception.”
I nodded.
“You mean people perceive that your wife left you.”
“They perceive things they don’t understand.”
“Then tell them the truth.”
His eyes flashed.
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
I almost smiled.
“No, Cole.”
I adjusted my coat.
“I stopped needing everyone to understand.”
That was another freedom he hadn’t expected.
As I walked away, he called my name.
I turned.
For once, he looked exhausted rather
