Caedmon walked into the LeBlanc headquarters in Midland London—a place that people in the New Australia office spoke of with the utmost respect and fear. Just a minute ago, he had thought about Alyna and wondered how she was doing at the Peak. Lorcan, Orla, and Nathan had gone there to rescue her.
CHe could have asked Lorcan to come with him. But after the explosion, he didn’t have the heart to separate him from Orla. If Caedmon couldn’t have happiness, at least Lorcan and Orla would have it. They deserved it. He’d refrained from telling Orla and Lorcan that their son Gale had grown up a fine and talented man, in charge of an intelligence station in the Daimon Gate. They would be very proud of him.
But the less they knew, the fewer problems they would have now.
Headquarters was like any
