I didn’t know what to say.
Then the elevator doors opened.
A young woman rushed out.
She was in her early thirties, blonde, breathless, terrified.
“Grandma!”
Eleanor turned.
“Claire?”
The woman ran straight into Eleanor’s arms.
Daniel immediately stepped forward.
“Claire, how did you know she was here?”
She pulled away.
“Marcus told me.”
The entire room froze.
Claire looked around.
“What?”
Daniel’s voice became very careful.
“When did Marcus tell you?”
“This morning.”
“What time?”
“I don’t know. Eight? Eight-fifteen?”
Eleanor stared at her granddaughter.
“Claire.”
Claire looked confused.
“What is happening?”
Daniel asked one more question.
“How did Marcus know Mrs. Halston had collapsed?”
Claire opened her mouth.
Then stopped.
Her face changed.
“I…”
Nobody spoke.
Claire looked toward Eleanor.
“He said your security team called him.”
Daniel shook his head.
“We didn’t.”
Claire’s breathing quickened.
“Then maybe the hospital.”
“They didn’t have his number.”
