Shirley Kerr
Shirley Kerr
“His grip was firm. Unlike most men she’d ever shaken hands with, he did not treat her as a delicate creature. Her estimation of him rose a notch.
She made sure her own grip was equally firm and confident in return. “To be honest, my lord, I wasn’t even certain you were aware of my existence.”
Steven made a small choking sound in the back of his throat.
Lord Q gave Steven a tsk tsk, and patted her on the shoulder. “The safety of our operatives is always our top concern.” Still with his hand on her shoulder, he led her to the sofa and gestured for her to be seated. “We list in our reports only the names that are absolutely essential, but be assured we have long been aware of your contributions.”
She couldn’t be rude, so she perched on the edge of the sofa as gracefully as she could. She wished she knew him well enough to know if he was using we in the royal we sense, or referring to his associates at the Home Office.
With his compliment, she couldn’t have asked for a better opening.
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