I'm really sorry for the delay between the last chapter and this one but I wasn't well at all and my wonderful beta - whom I thank with all my heart for her amazing support and work! And more than anything for her unfailing friendship! - was in vacation so I wouldn't publish a chapter with all the terrible mistakes I know I put on it.
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Chapter 3:
Slowly, gently, he raised his hand and took hers from her lap. Her hand was so small, so sweet. He squeezed her hand a little and he couldn't miss the smile and blush on her face. He leaned slowly against her, approaching her ear:
"Sasha, I'm very glad you decided to meet us tonight. Not only because I'm more than happy to see you – he couldn't miss the blush that appeared on her cheeks – but also because I have something rather important to tell you and a big favor to ask."
He saw her brows narrowed a little in surprise but she didn't speak a word, allowing him to continue.
"Sasha, I must admit that Joanna and I have misled you and I'm sorry about that. We are not cousins and she's not a student and me… whatever she said I was."
He continued to whisper at her ear and, while she shivered a little under his hot breath against her skin, she couldn't help but felt really unsettled by the truths he stated.
"We work for the MI-5 and we need your help."
She didn't look at him but her eyes brightened with a smile and she let out a chuckle. Of course, he was a spook, he was perfect for that: handsome, smart, elegant… She relaxed a little, thinking that he was joking, trying to entertain her.
"I'm serious, Sasha!" added Lucas when he saw she didn't believe him. He hardened his tone of voice, proving his sincerity. He glanced to Joanna for a second and when she nodded to him, he sighed deeply and broached the hard part of the talk: "We know who your father is and we know what his business is and with whom he works."
She couldn't help but jump a little in surprise but Lucas's grip on her arm tightened, reassuring.
"Don't worry, Sasha. We don't want to hurt him and even less you. But we need your help. Your father's company signed exclusive contracts with the English government about new high technologies that can change the world and the way we sense it. He is a genius; you know that, don't you?" Lucas smiled a little when he saw the young girl's face shining with pride at the mention of her father's genius.
"The honest issue is that, while he works for us, he also works for others and not… officially. Not only did he promise us his technologies, but he did so with other countries… countries that could be really a threat if they had those technologies in their hands. I mean, they could use the things he created to help people to destroy them, to cause devastation and why not a global scale conflict."
Sasha's smile vanished at the same time as the blush on her cheeks. She was listening intently but couldn't imagine where Lucas wanted to go with his words.
"We know that the day after tomorrow, your father will have a very important meeting with a Russian team to give them the plan of his new invention. We discovered that the one he intends to share is not the same he promised to the UK government. We infiltrated his company to find those files and to protect the priceless information. "
