“No.”

She closed her eyes.

Elaine waited.

After a while, Serena asked, “Who contacted you?”

“Nathaniel Cross.”

That surprised her.

Cross had never been sentimental.

If he was involved, something serious had changed.

“Did he give a reason?”

“There are questions about the material used to accuse you.”

Serena pressed her fingers against her forehead.

For two months, she had imagined hearing those words.