Gideon’s POV
I’d only just returned to my office when I received a call that bypassed Xavier’s desk and came straight to mine. That could only happen if someone had my extension number, so whoever called had to be someone who knew me well.
I picked up the phone, expecting a friend.
“This is Gideon.”
“Things don’t have to be this way,” Daphne replied.
Not a friend. Very much not a friend. But someone who still remembered his extension. He made a mental note to change the numbers as soon as possible.
“I’m hanging up,” I announced, so that she would get to the point sooner. If she didn’t say something of consequence in the next two seconds, I was going to hang up this phone and not answer it again.
“Claire’s going to have a hard time,” Daphne continued. Her voice was slightly more rus
