“Of course not,” Kael said.
“They’ll say he died of complications from type 1 diabetes, which he’s had since he was a young teenager. My appointment will be announced in a couple of days after the funeral is over. But yes, I’m in.”
Kael raised his water bottle while looking at him. “Congratulations. I’m happy to hear that, Stephen. You deserve it. Now get out of here. I’m on my way to Liverpool. Angel has been staying with my mum for a few days. He’s so f*****g traumatized by the Moscow mission and Osbeck’s death that he needed a break.” He didn’t add that Angel also needed a break from his Daddy. He’d be ashamed to let Conran or anyone know that.
“Yes, I’m awfully sorry about that. It was brought to my notice that he hasn’t been in his classes. Will he come back?”
“I’m not sure yet.”
