DAMIEN'S POV
James flew to Seattle on Sunday.
Not for a meeting. I'd asked him to come so we could talk through the Julian situation before New York, and because some conversations needed to happen in person rather than over the phone.
We sat at the kitchen table with coffee while Elara was at the gallery. I told him everything. Daniel first, then the Marcus situation, then what I knew about Julian's history and what Victoria and Richard had covered up.
James listened without interrupting.
When I finished he was quiet for a long moment.
"You've known about Julian for how long?" he said.
"Two weeks."
"And you haven't said anything to him."
"No."
"How did you find out?"
"Natasha's documentation. She had files from a therapist Julian saw briefly at twenty-two. He disclosed what hap
