"Call Ambrose to my office now!" Andy tells the receptionist without even sparing her a glance, and after him unlocking the door to his office, we saunter in. He puts his daughter down on the sparkling floor and turns to me.

"He should be here in a few minutes. You and Angel can sit at the coffee table while I check on things here. I will join you when breakfast arrives."

I nod my head, and after handing him his bag which contains his laptop and some documents, I lead Angel to the coffee table.

He has been away for a couple of days, so I understand he has a...