Refusing to interact with his sister? Pretending she didn’t exist? They lived in the same space; rode in the same vehicles. It was pointless but, more frankly, childish. And so it would be while the British practically treated them as a single entity. He’d never be free of Gretel on his own. Thus had the seed of an idea taken root while he sat in the foyer of the North Atlantic Cross-Cultural Foundation, waiting for Will and Marsh to finish their argument. It sprouted during the return drive across London. And by the time they returned to the safe house, it had borne fruit. Everything hinged on Marsh’s plan to use Will as bait. If it failed, Klaus’s chance at a normal life would die on the vine. But if the plan succeeded with his help … Well, then it depended on whether or not Marsh was a man of his word. Klaus tapped Marsh on the arm as everybody emerged from the Morris. “May I speak with you? Privately?” He followed Marsh through the house to the garden, leaving Pethick to deal with Gretel.
