And I did bring everything he had asked for.

He simply had not thought, when he made his demands, to be specific about the form it would take.

Chapter 7 — Darcy’s Penthouse

The moment I stepped out of the building, I went to no grocery store.

I hailed a cab, and I gave the driver the address of Darcy’s high-rise office in the Loop, and I did not look back at the condominium once.

For four hours, in a glass conference room forty floors above the city, Darcy’s litigation team moved with a speed that was genuinely frightening to watch.