Page 103 of Hidden Ascent

When a knock came at the door, they stepped away from one another, embarrassed.

“Yes?” Whitlock said, smoothing his jacket.

The door opened a crack, and a white-haired woman stuck her head in. “Here you guys are. I went to your office, and your secretary said you were down here.”

Whitlock huffed. “Susan, come in.”

A sophisticated older woman wearing a pencil skirt and silk blouse with a blazer entered and shut the door.

“Isla, I’d like you to meet my wife, Susan.”

“I’m so sorry about this,” Isla said.

“Don’t be.” Susan took her hand and squeezed her fingers warmly. “Lloyd told me all about it. The fact that he’s old enough to be your father must be somewhat disconcerting.”

“This whole thing is disconcerting. We moved down to this office because it was the best window for Jay to get the picture.”

“My being here probably isn’t helping.”

“Actually, it might. I think we’re both feeling guilty even though we aren’t doing anything. Your presence lifts a burden.”

“Happy to help however I can.”

Jay spoke into Isla’s ear. “Who’s that?”

Isla pointed at her head. “Excuse me a sec. It’s Jay.” She turned toward the wall. “Weren’t you listening?”

“I had my earpiece out for a second.”

“Why?”

“Peter called.”

“Everything okay?”

“Yeah, he was checking in.”

“It’s Lloyd’s wife, Susan.”

“Oh, it’s Lloyd now, is it?”

“You’re not helping.”

“Is she concerned?”

“No. She came to offer her moral support. I’ll make sure she stays out of the shot. Just give us a second.” She turned back around. “Susan, if you don’t mind standing over in the corner away from the window, that would be great.”

“Is that strange having someone talking into your ear like that?” Susan said, leaning against the wall.

“Comes with the job.”

“What now?” Whitlock said.

“I had an idea,” Isla looked at Susan. “If you wouldn’t mind, I’d like to get your feedback since you’re here.”

“I’m ready when you are.”

“You look like you’re enjoying this,” Whitlock said to his wife, frowning.

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