Page 208 of Black Reign

GHOST: WHERE?

Another message.

VESPER: THEY KNOW WHO I AM. THEY KNOW MY FATHER.

My father.

Her father.

Beaumont.

My blood turns cold.

I hit the secure channel to Blackwell operations as I move.

“Locate me a response team. Now.”

My security director doesn't ask why.

“Threat classification?”

“Highest.”

“How many principals?”

“One.”

“Identity?”

I stop.

One second.

That's all it takes for instinct to take over.

“Restricted.”

Not Vesper.

Not Sabine Beaumont.

Not Adrien Beaumont's daughter.

Nobody gets her name.

Not yet.

Especially not Blackwell.

“Only I receive identification data. Nobody copies, archives, or distributes anything from the recovery site without my authorization.”

“Yes, sir.”

I’m already moving through the hotel lobby when NULL pulses again.

VESPER: I NEED YOU.

I stop dead in the middle of the marble floor.