Chapter 8Angel kissed Kael quickly on the lips and stepped out of the car, but he didn’t walk directly into the MI6 building. Instead he stood on the sidewalk watching the car drive away. The day was bright and breezy, a fresh smell came off the river, and it was the smell of home to Angel now. Even when they went to Liverpool to visit Sharon, the smell of the River Mersey made him feel safe and secure and at home. While he still had a distinct American accent, he felt as if he was becoming a Brit.
Inside the foyer, he hung his ID card around his neck, wondering where he was supposed to meet his ride. He placed his small overnight bag on the conveyor belt and walked through the security arch. Still no one was there to instruct him so he might as well go to class. Just as he was heading fo
