Lucian knew he needed to find out as much as he could about this Genevieve and her family. It had been highly remiss of him to completely miss that they lived so close together.
It kind of made a mockery of everything he had done to try and find her. Who would have guessed she had been so close by the whole time?
He sat at his desk in his home office and debated the best course of action. He had several potential avenues to follow.
A call to the MI6 might be needed.
They wouldn’t ask much about why he wanted certain information given the help he had lent them over the past five years.
He dialled the number of his closest contact in the agency.
“You don’t call me often,” was the first thing his contact said when he picked up.
Lucian didn’t actually know the names of any of his cont
