I smiled faintly.
“You kept asking questions.”
“Because I was afraid that if I stopped talking…”
She let the sentence disappear.
Then she took a breath.
“What happened after I left?”
I glanced toward Gavin.
He looked like a man praying I would lie.
“Nothing.”
The woman studied me.
“Christopher.”
“It’s fine.”
“No, it isn’t.”
Gavin suddenly stepped forward.
“Mrs. Halston, I think perhaps this is better discussed privately.”
Mrs. Halston.
The name hit me.
I stared at the woman.
Then at the logo on one of the folders.
HALSTON CAPITAL.
My eyes moved back to her.
“You’re Eleanor Halston?”
She smiled.
“You know the name.”
Everyone knew the name.
Eleanor Halston had founded Halston Industrial with her husband nearly forty years earlier.
After his d/e/@/th, she transformed the company into an investment empire.
She appeared on magazine covers.
Spoke at universities.
Owned stakes in companies worth billions.
