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"You're wrong," I said looking at my grandad. "That night, the night I was picked up from the floor by the masked man, that man was Kit."
They both looked stunned, and I knew I had to carry on.
"Kit worked for my Dad, they were really close and the night they were killed, he saved me, he'd come with all the other guys from Delta who worked for Dad."
My grandma held her head and fluttered her eyes as if she thought she was dreaming.
"If all of this is true, why are you nowwithKit, why did you tell us that you met him on your photography course?"
"Because I did. It's hard to put into words, but Kit was sent to protect me, undercover. His mission was to get close to me, to protect me."
"I can't believe this," my grandad got up.
"Please hear me out, I know it's mad. Ineedto tell you."
"Whynow?" he questioned me. "Surely you've known about this for months? Why are we only being told now?"
"To protect you," I said simply.
"The less people who know about Delta the better. The more people that know about it, the more people who need protecting."
I looked at my grandma, feeling guilty for putting the fear in her eyes. Maybe Kit was right, I shouldn't have told them.
"So, now we're going to needprotecting?"
"I don't know how to tell you this."
I was massively starting to regret this, but even though my grandad stood before me, looking positively livid, I felt so much relief.
"You're already under the protection scheme."
"What does that mean?"
"It means that recent activities and possible threats recorded by Delta means you're potentially in danger and therefore need protection..."
I took a gulp, feeling my mouth suddenly dry.
"Oh my god," my grandad brought his hand to his head.
"The fire?"
"Okay," I started, trying to explain this the best I could.
"At Delta, there is a safe house—a place where those under threat can live and stay safe. Maddie, up until recently worked at Delta. She and Kit werecloseand when we got together, she got jealous."
"So she burnt our god-damn house down?"
"I know it's hard to take in, but please try to understand."
I think my grandma had reduced to pure shock and I was really regretting this now.
"She's not well, Grandad, she fooled all of us, including me. There's a lot more to the story that I haven't yet told you."
"I don't think I believe this. This can't honestly be true. Perhaps we need to call an ambulance," my grandad looked at my grandma who sat still staring at us.
"What? I'm not mad grandad!"
"This doesn't make any sense!" he answered.
