All night long, Electra tossed and turned. Her mind, for so long fettered by the Queen’s amulet and oath, now felt clear and free to roam. She looked back over past events, reviewing them in light of her knowledge of the Queen’s duplicity and again in light of Jon’s true identity. She wondered how many agents Jon and the Queen each had working within the embassy, at odds with each other. Did Jon know all of them on both sides? She hoped so.
She felt at sea. So much of what she thought she had known turned out to be false. She considered each of her staff in turn, wondering whose side they were on. Ostensibly they all supported the Queen without question, apparently unaware that Sasha and Jon lived. But she knew unrest was growing in Kimora, presumably fuelled by Jon or his network. Was Jo
