"Someone Who Was Always Just There" --- She read the name twice. Then she looked up at Marcus "How long?" she said. "Since before Helen married Richard," Marcus said. "Since before any of this. They were already in place when the story started." --- Gerald Finch. Victoria's longtime associate. The man Eleanor had recognized from a thirty-year-old company dinner, standing just behind Richard's shoulder. The man Maya had seen across a ballroom at the gala — gray-haired, still, practicing the specific stillness of someone who had spent forty years never being the focus — who had looked directly at her, inclined his head, and walked out before they could reach him. Not a new name, and is face was not new. A face that had been in every room she'd passed through, standing just behind whoever mattered, waiting for instructions. "Finch," she said. "He advised Victoria on the medical side." "He has pharmaceutical training, not a practicing background, but enough. He sourced t
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