The Bloodline Charter

CALLA'S POV

Ivana Sinclair arrived at Diana's conference room exactly on time, alone, in a dark coat over grey wool, with ice-blue eyes and the specific quality of someone who had spent considerable time deciding which version of herself to bring into this room.

She sat down across from me.

Looked at Diana.

"You said no lawyers," she said.

"I said I wasn't bringing lawyers." I held her gaze. "Dian