“A document. Called DB71625. Probably a scraggy bit of paper covered in chocolate stains and hand-written scribbles in the margins. Have you seen it? Did you file it?”

Emma wracked her brain. There had been a lot of similarly described bits of paper that she had been tempted to throw out as rubbish. Thankfully she hadn’t. She had created a file specifically for the random sheets. She had intended to discuss them with Jake if he ever decided to come into the office ...