She flung herself into the chair opposite the desk as Royal followed close behind her and firmly shut the door.
“You can’t keep coming to my work and harassing me.”
“So where can I harass you?”
“Very funny.”
“You can’t keep avoiding me, Famke. We need to talk about this.”
“Why? Why do we need to talk about anything?”
“I’m angry.”
“I did nothing to you!”
“I’m not angry at you. I’m angry at my brother. I’m angry at my sister-in-law. I’m angry they left me with this mess to clean up.”
“You mean raising your niece?”
“No. I mean sorting through the mess of their marriage and their bullshit. My brother,” he stroked his forehead, “I think he was so unhappy with his marriage to Mindy he created a fantasy of the time he spent with you. I knew him better than anyone else. When I read his l
