Chapter 19
After Quinton obtained his master’s in Political Science, he followed in his father’s and his uncles’ footsteps, and joined the family business, the CIA.
A few years earlier, at the age of twenty-five, he’d been given access to the trust fund his father and I had set up for him shortly after his birth. I’d also seen to it that Nigel’s life insurance, which the Company had paid out to me, was available to him if he so desired.
Quinton bought a townhouse in Alexandria; it wasn’t too terribly far from Great Falls, and we went riding together every Sunday whenever he was in the country.
On this particular Sunday, there was more I wanted of him than to simply take a look at the bay mare I was considering purchasing
“She’s quite a beauty, Mother.”
“Yes. And she’s is a sweet goer
