“I’m glad you’re enjoying your work.” “Yes, I am! Well, I ate the arse of a cat cake this morning and we toasted the birth of a dead woman whom I never met, and that wasn’t even the weirdest part of my morning.” Julian met my eyes and laughed. “Do I want to know what the weirdest part of your morning was?” He glanced at the clock on the wall. “Considering it’s not even 9am.”
