“I forwarded it to your assistant, for the file,” I said.

“I blocked the address.

And I went back to work.” I looked out at the skyline.

“I don’t need a coffee with Julian to understand closure, Darcy.

I got my closure the morning I walked out of that building with his car keys and his credit card, on my terms, and it was complete.

The only sound of that deadbolt I ever needed to hear again was the one where it opened, and I was the one on the outside of the door.”