บท 20: Chapter 20

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“WOULD YOU MIND if we held off studying the floorplans for the Manor, Mark?” Portia asked. “I’m more concerned right now with what happened today.”

So while we had our coffee and baklava, I told Portia and Novotny that a team from the WBIS would be flying to the Middle East to see if there was anything they could do to help.

“That’s kind of Trevor,” Portia said.

I was surprised Novotny didn’t blow a gasket, but he seemed at ease.

“As for Bramwell…” She sighed and shook her head. “I’ve known him for some years. I don’t understand why he wouldn’t back you up.”

“I have no idea, Mother.” Quinn had been following the conversation, and now, when he glanced at me from the corner of his eye, I was able to read his intent.

“Not a problem, babe,” I said. “I’ll look into it.”

“That’s thoughtful of you, Mark, but I think Quinton’s uncles will have less of a problem getting into Langley.” Portia smiled at me.