A large blue moving truck was parked at the curb outside the limestone entrance of the Westminster building.

The stairwell inside smelled of fresh white plaster, sanding dust, and pine floor varnish.

Caroline carried Grant’s heavy dark wool overcoat over her arm as she walked up the marble stairs to the third floor.

The double glass doors to Suite 302 were propped wide open with a wooden wedge.

Two delivery men in gray canvas jackets were maneuvering a high-backed armchair upholstered in deep cognac leather through the entryway.

A second matching armchair sat on the polished floor beside the reception counter, wrapped in heavy plastic sheeting.