Chapter 125 Noon

• At eleven fifty five Xavier stood at the window of his office.
• Gerald was behind him, phone in hand, watching the clock. Claire was at her desk outside, prepared for the wave of press enquiries that Marcus had warned would start within minutes of the release. Marcus himself was at his office across town, managing the publication side of things with the precise coordination that Xavier was paying him generously to provide.
• Everything was in position.