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"How many doesn't she know about?"
"There are four more."
He pursed his lips. "That should be enough. Eight total now with three on a constant rotation?"
At my nod, his gaze flickered away.
Eoghan was our security man, so when he pronounced, "I'll juggle shit around. Get another few men on her," gratitude filled me.
"Thanks, Eoghan."
"My pleasure."
"Your turn for confession," I drawled when he kept flicking glances between the TV and Aoife.Like that wasn't suspicious.
“I got a call yesterday.”
Frowning, I asked, “So? Pretty sure you get a lot of fucking calls, Eoghan.”
“Not like this. Someone heard I was going to Ireland… You know what dormant means?”
“I speak English, bud. I know what it means.” I scowled. “Who'd care about where you're going on honeymoon?”
He cleared his throat. “Okay, you know what it means, but in relation to the MI6, do you?”
I stared at him.
Then I stared some more.
And then, as he looked back at me, I got what he was saying.
“Eoghan?”
“Yeah?”
“Are you trying to tell me and Kid that you’re MI6?” I rasped.
