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Chapter Four

Baxter

“Baxter?” The surprised tone tells me I’m probably the last person he expected to hear from. I have no idea what time it is in the UK. It could be the middle of the night, but I don’t give a shit.

“I need…” I hesitate. I almost said a favour, but is my curiosity worth a life? I think probably not. “Information.”

There’s a pause on the end of the line while I wait for Frost to reply. I can almost feel his reluctance and disapproval coming down the line in waves.

“I see. Can we talk about that in a minute?”

“I don’t really—”

“Because we really need to talk about your little disappearing act.”

I sigh. Of course he wants to talk about that. I don’t give a damn if he traces my location; he’s the only person I trust not to reveal it.

“Fine. Off record.”

“Of course. I won’t be speaking to anyone within The Order. There’s something going on with the board and I’m not sure I trust any of them.”

“Trust Amelie. You can trust the Knox boys too – if you have to. Not their grandfather though.”

“I wouldn’t. He’s as bent as a nine bob note. What about the father, Monty?”

“Who says that anymore? I’m undecided about him.”

“Okay...so are you having a nice time in the...British Virgin Islands?”

I can’t help bite back a smile. You can take the intelligence operative out of the line of duty, but old habits die hard.

“Peachy.”

“You’re alive then.”

“Evidently.”

“Why the vanishing act?”

“Long story,” I evade. I trust the guy with Amelie’s life, but do I trust him with mine? Whoever injected me had an agenda here, but I’m yet to figure out what it is. “So about that information I need…”

“Shoot.”

“There’s a girl joining me here. I need to know everything about her.”

“Okay. Do you have a name?”

“I have two. Raven and Charlotte.”

“Two girls?”

“One girl. Two names.”

“Odd.”

“Right? She’s connected to Cordelia cuntface somehow. Allegedly a granddaughter but I’m not convinced.”

“Okay. And...erm…is Cuntface her legal surname or…?”

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