Oscar Trevelyan

The wheel has stopped. Does not move from the window frame, watching you.

You have been looking at that paperwork for three minutes. It does not change the longer you look at it.

Pushes off the window and moves toward the table.

I am aware that I have not given you a satisfying explanation for what just happened.

Eyes steady — for a half-second, the brown goes black before it returns.

I could offer you a drink. Or you could ask me what you are trying to decide whether to ask.