Chapter 32

• ALEXANDER
• The tie was fine. It had been fine the first time I adjusted it and the tenth time after that, but here I was, fixing it again like a nervous schoolboy. The polished mirror in the car visor reflected a man who was supposed to be composed, confident. Instead, my fingers fumbled with the knot for what felt like the hundredth time.
• This wasn’t me. I didn’t get nervous. Not during business negotiations, not ever. But this wasn’t just business, or any of the other things I’d perfected over the years. This was Raina.