Not a wallet.

And then he would not say anything more about what it was, only that I needed to see it, that it concerned me, that I should come in right away.

I stood in my kitchen with the phone against my ear and a cold strange feeling moving up my spine, because whatever it was, it had rattled Julian, and in the months I had worked for him I had never once known anything to rattle Julian.

I told him I would come.