15 Chapter 15

“I need as many people as I can find who are fluent in Russian.”

“Is that all that difficult?”

“Two words, little sister—security clearance.”

“Ah. I see.”

“I hope so. Father’s seen to it that you have that level of clearance, Portia. I need you to join us.”

“So this is why he wanted me home?”

“Yes. Do you mind?”

“You’re joking, aren’t you? Tony, I’m flattered that you can use my expertise!”

“No, I mean do you mind that you had to curtail your visit?”

“Of course I don’t! This is important!” But I thought of Folana Fournaise, and the brief time we’d had together, and I gazed out the window, seeing only my own reflection.

* * * *

The entire family was there to welcome me, even Jefferson.

“I thought you were still in England.” I noticed his gait seemed a bit stiff, and I arched an eyebrow at him.

“Father sent for me.” He ignored my raised eyebrow and kissed my cheek. “I was able to get a flight out early last evening.”