Julian POV

The call came at seven forty-three in the morning.

I know this because I was at my desk when it came, which was where I was at seven forty-three most mornings, and because I had been looking at the Aldridge file when my phone lit up with a number I did not recognize, which was itself information. People who knew me reached me through my assistant or through my direct line, which was not listed anywhere a stranger could find it without effort. The effort required to find it was, in most cases, the first thing I learned about the person who had made it.

I let it...