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I nodded at Cin as I crossed my ankle over my knee. “And Reinier’s the director of the CIA.”
Though I could sense that meeting with BDSec had shaken her, Star was holding her own. But she was back to saying nothing and leaving me and Cin to do most of the talking.
For a paid hitman, Cin had a great sense of humor. Give meherover Temperance any day of the fucking week.
Currently holed up in the family room of Minerva and Ovianar’s home, we were discussing the situation away from the Union guards who were waiting for us outside.
“Garry Smythe is a pretty commonly used name. But isn’t he the White House Chief of Staff?”
“Yeah. At least,aGarry Smythe is.”
“Never heard of Bogdan Belyaev, have you?”
Star and I shared a glance at Cin’s question, but she just admitted, “He was Katina’s father.”
Cin asked, “That’s all you know about him?”
“We know he looks like a front,” I drawled. “No debts, no car loans, no possessions apart from a single bank account and a freakin’ house.And,” I directed at Star, “if some of Eoghan’s story is true, then he was an emissary to Russia.”
“Maybe they covered up his identity?” Star offered.
“Why though? What did they have to hide?”
“That he was a Sparrow?” Cin retorted with a snort before she changed the subject. “How didn’t your grandfather know his kid was a Sparrow?”
“I don’t know,” she admitted.
I thought about the conversation I’d shared with Anton prior to heading onto the private jet. “I think he thinks your mother betrayed him.”
She scowled at that. “And the son didn’t?”
“He might have been a spy,” I pointed out. “If Anton planted him there, then…”
“True.”
“How could your mom have betrayed him? She was with the CIA until she married your dad. Then she quit, right?”
Star shrugged. “I feel like whatever she told me was a lie, so I don’t know what’s true and what isn’t.”
“Do people who work for the CIA share their careers with their families? Don’t they hide it, or have I watched too many Bourne movies?”
Cin snorted. “Star and I weren’t in a position to share our job titles, no. But some are. Depends on what they do. I guess they’d just say they were analysts though. Did she tell you she was in the CIA, Star?”
“Not directly. Dad did.”
“So she told him?”
“Yeah, over tequila.” She pinched the bridge of her nose. “When did you talk to him anyway?”
“Your grandfather called to confirm our flight when you were in the bathroom,” I said easily.
“Why didn’t you say anything?”
“You were too busy being beautifully angry.”
Laughing, Cin elbowed me in the side. “Do I want to know?”
“Probably not,” I joked, watching as Star’s lips twitched into an aggrieved smile. “I asked him about Jorgmundgander. He claimed that it’s run by NATO and that it’s neutral.”
