I walked out of the lounge and called Miriam Okafor, my oldest friend and private counsel.

“Cancel my vacation,” I said. “What happened?”

I looked back through the glass at my husband, holding the son he’d hidden from me for years.

“Sebastian just made the most expensive mistake of his life.”

Chapter 4 — That’s My Girl

I was home before his supposed flight to London would even have landed. When he called that evening, I let him think I believed every word. “London’s freezing,” he lied.

“Did the board meeting go well?”