The penthouse was silent, unnervingly. Chloe walked in from her meeting with her mother, her heels clacking on the polished marble. She found James seated on the edge of the bed, tie undone, fingers cradling his temples.

“ I saw Langley today,” she said, removing her coat.

James stood up sharply. “Where?”

“At the country club, he didn't see me.”

His face darkened. “Your mother is watching me again isn't she?”

Chloe crossed her arms.

“Maybe she wouldn't need to if you ...