Chapter 55 The Unseen Current

• The first edition of "The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks" sat on the shelf behind Evelyn’s desk, a silent monument to a battle fought and lost in a war she didn’t want to be fighting. Alexander had noted its placement—not tucked away in a drawer, but given a space among her most valued texts. It was a victory so small and pathetic it felt like another form of punishment.
• His days had become a study in exquisite restraint. The Foundation work was a godsend, a structure that gave purpose to his proximity. He could lose himself in financial projections, legal strategies, and risk assessments. In those moments, he could almost believe they were just two professionals, partners in a noble cause.
• But then he would look up.