employed by Sterling.”
“Did you tell my father?”
“No reason to.”
Dad nodded.
Completely normal corporate procedure.
Then Julian added:
“Phoebe, there was another unusual thing.”
“What?”
“Someone asked us not to contact Rowan at home.”
I sat straighter.
“Who?”
“I’d have to check the file.”
“Can you?”
He hesitated.
“I shouldn’t be discussing a tenant file informally.”
“Fair.”
Dad reached for his phone.
Ten minutes later, Sterling’s general counsel joined the call.
By lunch, we knew.
Selina had submitted the request.
All correspondence concerning Rowan’s guarantee was supposed to
