He sat at his desk for another twenty minutes without doing any of the work he'd had open on the screen.
Three weeks. Someone had been watching this building for three weeks — since before she moved in, since the decision was barely made — and he hadn't caught it. His security infrastructure was among the most comprehensive of any private residence in this city, the product of twenty-three separate upgrades since he'd moved in at twenty-nine, each one prompted by a specific threat assessment. He had cameras on every approach, motion sensors on three perimeter rings, a dedicated monitoring contract with a firm that had ex-intelligence personnel on staff.
And someone had been watching for three weeks.
Which meant they were very good. Or they had access to information about his security se
