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Peter
I run again through Plan A with my team, Kent, and Esguerra. Then we go through Plans B, C, D, and E.
Unlike an assassination gig, we’re heading in more or less blind. The trap could be sprung from anywhere, take any form Henderson’s CIA-trained mind can conjure up. From snipers to MI5 to Interpol, we could be ambushed in a hundred different ways, and we have to be prepared for them all.
We also have to allow for the unlikely possibility that it is not a trap, and Bonnie Henderson really did reach out.
Which is why, despite my extreme reluctance to be apart from Sara for any length of time, I’m going to London with my team on Tuesday, the day after tomorrow.
I can’t imagine my ptichka will react well to this, but there’s no other choice. Kent and Esguerra are going too, to p
