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‘I’m worried about him,’ I said again.

‘What I’m going to suggest to you now,’ Sophie said after a moment, slowly knitting her fingers together, ‘is that you put that picture, and that note, back into that envelope there, and then pass the envelope to me.’

‘Why?’

‘So I can take it home and burn it.’

I looked at her. ‘Well, that seems extreme.’

‘No, not really. For one thing, I don’t think we should be leaving Andrew Black’s address around where anyone might find it. My agency still represents his interests, and that means protecting his anonymity as well as we possibly can.’

I raised my eyebrows.

Sophie sighed. ‘All right, look. You shouldn’t respond to this. If you’re asking for my advice, then that’s the advice I have for you. Do not respond to this.’

‘Okay.’

‘Good.’

‘No, I mean, okay but.’

‘But what?’

‘I know you don’t like him.’

Sophie waited.

‘And I don’t blame you for not liking him,’ I said. ‘You got him an amazing deal for the rest of his series and he went out and did—’

Sophie looked at me.