Chapitre 142: Chapter 142: Miles

Wednesday. MI5 Safe House. Brighton, United Kingdom.

MILES HAULED THE SMALL grocery store haul into the safe house. It was hard to keep an eye out for Diha and on the cottage's interior, but he managed somehow.

He'd taken as many twisty, turning roads as possible to get to the house on the northeastern edges of Brighton in a quiet neighborhood. When he'd stopped to grab food and some medical supplies, he'd paid in cash and kept his face away from the cameras.

Valentino might still find them. It was a risk they couldn't escape, though Miles would be a hell of a lot more careful now.

If only he'd paid attention to his gut. He'd known something wasn't right.

"This is cute." Diha stood in the formal living room of the small house and turned in a circle.

The house was in an older style with simple furnishings.

Miles set the things down on one of the desks in what would have been a formal dining room in any other house. Here, it was a workspace for up to four agents.