His Realm

Chapter Three

Chapter Three

Ben ushered Tom into one of the parlours, where the informal meetings were held.

This house, a former royal residence no less, was the true headquarters of the corporation, where the most sensitive information could he shared freely. While their corporate offices were highly secure, to the majority of their employees, they were a genuine company, so they had to be a little careful what they said. Here they could speak absolutely freely.

“Would you like a drink?” Ben asked.

“Just water, thanks.”

“So,” Ben said as he handed Tom his drink and sat down. “This is about Ana, no?”

“How did you guess?”

“Well, her turning up at the offices was my first clue,” he said with a sardonic smile.

They sat in silence.

“Are you going to make me guess?” Ben finally asked.

“I need permission to kill Damian Wells, second in command over at MI5.”

The slight raise of his eyebrows was the only indication of surprise his mentor gave.

“She’s in real trouble then?”

“In a manner of speaking.”

“Thomas, you know that as long as you’re careful and there’s no rebound on the organisation, Mark and I will agree.”

There was nothing stopping him doing this job alone, but it was a common courtesy among the three that they ask if they were taking out a high profile target. As far as Tom could recall, Wells was the highest profile to date since not only was he well known in governmental circles, he had a whole fucking spying organisation that would investigate his death.

“This isn’t trival, Ben, this is M.I. fucking five.”

“Yes, and I’m sure you have a very good reason to want him dead.” Ben sipped his whisky. “I do wish you’d share your reasons with me however. I assume Ana is involved but I highly doubt she’s a terrorist, so why exactly does she need him killed?”

“Her sister is married to him.”

“Ah, and murder is easier than divorce.”

“Don’t be so glib!” Tom snapped, then sighed as he realised that he was taking his frustrations out on the wrong person.

He fished the envelope out of his jacket pocket and handed it to Ben, staying silent as Ben flicked trough the photos.

“This is the sister, I assume?” Ben knew Ana, so the other person had to be her sister.

“He does that to his wife, Amy, on a regular basis. Ana got her away and he beat her too,” Tom gestured to the pictures. “Amy gave birth, but Wells found them, and Ana knows she won’t leave while Wells has the child.”

Ben didn’t even need to ask how he had found his wife and child, he was well aware of the value of information, and that was a spying agencies stock in trade.

“So once you’ve done this, what happens?” Ben asked.

“I thought you’d be more concerned with the logistics,” Tom admitted.

“It will be difficult, that’s certain, but we can discuss that when Mark gets here. I’ll also ask Nicholas to join us, he may well have a device in that lab of his that could help. What really concerns me though, is you. More specifically, how you will deal with Ana when she leaves you again. No one wants a repeat of the last time.”