Louisa's expression darkens, her guard rising. She scrunches up her face in surprise and refuses to speak for a few seconds.

When she finds her voice, it sounds hoarse even to her own ears. “ I do not entertain personal questions on a business visit, Mr Wills,” she replies evadingly.

“How about we speak on the business at hand?” She asks, instinctively avoiding the question.

It is just her luck that the very issue that she is most afraid of is exactly why Kingsley has called her in, this morning.

She should have suspected this when she got his summon. There isn't any new development about Mist that would need...