“Who are they?” she asked. “Don’t know,” the woman answered. “Christopher is interrogating them as we speak. That’s why we didn’t see them following you.” “He’s here? Christopher?” “Yes.” “But I thought—I mean I knew he was sending a team, but I didn’t know he was coming himself.” The woman smiled. “We all loved your grandfather, Anna. There’s not much any one of us wouldn’t have done for him. And right now that means taking proper care of you. So yes, Christopher’s here. And it’s a good thing too, love. He’s the one who spotted your tail.” “Could be the same people that followed us in that other plane,” Anna thought out loud. “Could be.” The woman stuck out her hand. “My name’s Patrice.” Anna shook the woman’s hand. “This is Jason.” Jason stood and greeted the woman. “Thank you, and I’m sorry. I should’ve seen the tail. I wasn’t looking hard enough.” Patrice smiled and said in her thick cockney accent, “It’s okay, love.
