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Her head turned slowly towards the -fuelled confusion, and he wondered if she could see the malice in his

He put a finger to her plush lips The beautiful girl nodded her understanding, as docile as a puppy as he pulled the knife from his pocket

A an to pour

CHAPTER 1

AS A FORMER US Marine, an avid traveller, and now head of the world’s forean had set foot in sos on the planet, and yet he was always taken aback by the majesty of London’s iconic architecture

‘Do you know that Horse Guards Parade was first built in 1664?’ he asked the man beside him

‘I didn’t,’ replied Peter Knight, the wiry Englishman as the head of Private’s London office ‘That’s over a hundred years older than your country, isn’t it?’ He smiled and prodded his friend and boss

‘I’d give you a lesson in history now,’ Morgan replied, ‘but I’m a little outnumbered here’

Knight laughed as he took in their surroundings Dozens of British servicee of Horse Guards Parade, but it was chane flutes that complemented their ceremonial uniforms, not rifles and bayonets

‘Just don’t get nervous torinned

Both he and Morgan wore light suy As a forht for the soldiers ould be standing to attention for hours during the next day’s Trooping the Colour parade

‘Glad it’s not going to be you on that parade square?’ Knight asked, reading his friend’s thoughts

‘I’ this inup his drink ‘I’d be happier still if ere here to secure these events, ra

ther than watching from the sidelines’