Chapter 17

Two weeks of bed rest in my new apartment passed in a quiet rhythm of soup, prenatal vitamins, and remote design reviews from my sofa. Martin had kept his word. He had assigned a junior coordinator to handle all my client calls so I wouldn't have to commute, and my blood pressure had returned to normal. On the third Wednesday of October, Dr. Lawson cleared me to return to normal activity. That afternoon at two o'clock, I walked into Victoria Hayes's conference room for the final settlement...