Roman sat behind his desk at the office, the light coming in from the floor-to-ceiling windows behind him cast him in shadow to anyone entering the office. His phone was on silent, though his gaze kept flicking toward it every few minutes. He’d told himself that leaving Blair with his family was the smart move. Eleanor and Rose were both fiercely capable, but it didn’t make being away from her any easier. He was constantly worrying about her.

He should be focused. Peters had sent over a ...