“Where are you going?” Lin asked.

“To my niece’s office building downtown,” I said.

The glass revolving doors of the Crestview Financial Tower whirred as I pushed through into the marble lobby at a quarter past twelve.

Chloe stepped off the bank of high-speed elevators four minutes later.

Her dark suit jacket was sharply tailored, but her face was pale, and her heels made a hurried clicking sound across the floor.

“Aunt Margaret, Daniel called me twice this morning,” Chloe said, stopping two feet away from me.