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Where the Heart Chooses

Portia Sebring was born into a family that’s considered royalty in the intelligence community, and the fact that she’s a woman doesn’t preclude her from joining the “family business.” A linguistic genius, she’s recruited by her older brother to decipher Russian codes for the Venona Project. While at Arlington Hall, she meets Nigel Mann, a CIA officer known as Mr. Freeze, who’s been vetted to the NSA. Unbeknownst to Portia, her father is behind the meeting. Rumor has it that Portia, called the ice princess, is also a lesbian, and at this time in America -- the late ’50s -- it could negate any veracity to the codes she deciphers. A match with an equally cold man who won’t distract her from her work seems the ideal solution in her father’s eyes.<br><br>Things don’t go quite according to plan, as both Portia and Nigel develop strong feelings for each other. They marry and eventually start a family. However, the lifetime together they anticipate is cut short when Nigel’s jet crashes on New Year’s Day, 1978. Devastated, but with a thirteen-year-old son depending on her, Portia has no choice but to go on after Nigel’s death.<br><br>When Quinton, her son, is approached to join the US Equestrian Team for the 1980 Summer Olympics, she’s pleased and proud, but those plans are dashed due to the government’s boycott of the Games. To distract him, Portia takes him to France on a wine-buying trip, and it’s there that Quinton first feels an attraction for someone of his own sex. Portia, a wise mother, is aware, but since she herself had a same-sex affair in her early twenties, she’s very accepting of this.<br><br>Along with Gregor, her trusted bodyguard and devoted family friend, she watches as Quinton follows in his father's and her footsteps in the "family business," and finally finds a partner worthy of him, WBIS agent Mark Vincent. She’s happy for them, but sure that she won’t love again, since Sebrings have their “one” and she's lost hers, but is she right?

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Chapter 63

And so when his sister retired, Gregor was more than willing to take her place in my household. He became my majordomo, my butler, my chauffeur, my chef.

What no one knew was that the former FBI agent was also my bodyguard. 20

The year 2001 was going to be busy. Quinton often traveled to Europe and South America, but for the most part his assignments were confined to the contiguous forty-eight states.

As for me, I continued with my charities.

Gregor drove me into Baltimore where I was going to have lunch with the ladies on one of the charities I chaired.

“Will you have something to keep you occupied until this luncheon is over?” I asked him.

“Sure. I was thinking of visiting the FBI office here.”

Just then, my cell phone rang. “Excuse me. Hello?”

“Mrs. Mann? This is Louis Buonfiglio. You don’t know me, but I’m a friend of your son. We work together at the CIA. I thought I’d better tell you—Mann’s been shot.”