Chapter NineAs Nathan leafed through the file, his stomach gurgled its displeasure. Octavia ignored the sound and outlined his task.
“This should be a simple one. We don’t want to tax you with anything complicated your first time out. But it is still an important mission. Vital to the national security interests of both the US and UK.”
“You’re going to trust a vital mission to a newbie?”
Victoria gave his shoulder a teasing nudge. “Silly, all of our missions are vital. Otherwise, we wouldn’t be hired.”
Octavia pointed to a photo in Nathan’s lap. It showed a bearded man, graying, with a deep scar running along his left cheek. “That is Lucas Fremont. He’s in New York City for the next day, possibly two. After that, he’ll be leaving the country. You are to locate him and take his black bo
