Mistress of Greyladies
“The person’s name was not offered to him and the message was delivered verbally by a senior officer, which intrigued him.When he arrived, he was shown to a short corridor of offices hidden away in the depths of the building. Everything was very quiet there, with no stray people walking around and a brisk woman sitting guard at the reception desk, who showed him to a large corner office.He recognised the man who stood up to greet him: David Brookes, whom he’d met at his aunt’s house. Brookes was an anomaly, his exact role at the War Office known only to a few people and not quite explained even to them. He was considered eccentric, but was well thought of and connected.Corin saluted smartly.‘Never mind that army stuff, Captain McMinty. You’re not on parade now. Do sit down.’He did this and waited.‘I need someone working in my group to help me deal with the damned army, someone who knows the ropes there. You seem more tactful than most, and less rigid about … things.’‘Sir?’ ‘What I’m go...ing to tell you must be kept to yourself.MoreLess
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