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black dress.” Slender and blonde, Mattie
    was dressed for a nightclub in a little sparkly minidress and high heels. “You look
    adorable.”
    “Oh, well, thanks.” She was clearly surprised at the compliment.
    Conran coughed to draw their attention. “Close the door, Thornton.” Having
    apparently recovered, he sat behind his desk. Kael wondered if he still had a hard-on or
    if it was the wet patch on his trousers he was hiding. Kael sat, but Mattie, as the junior
    member, remained standing, obviously unsure about taking liberties. Kael pointed at
    the other chair, and she smiled and took a seat.
    “Thornton has been asking to work with you again,” Conran said.
    “I’m surprised you’d want to after the mess I got myself into in France,” Kael said.
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    “No way! You were a real hero, rescuing that little Russian girl,” Mattie said.
    “He certainly was, but this meeting is about another Russian,” Conran
    interrupted. “Arkadiy Romodanovsky.”
    “Isn’t he that new bloke who claims he’s going to wipe out organized crime in
    Russia?” Kael asked.
    Conran looked at Kael. “Yes. He’s actually been in public life for years but only
    recently in politics. He comes from one of those old aristocratic families who ran for
    their lives during the revolution yet somehow managed to hang on to a good deal of
    their wealth. Most of them moved west. Arkadiy Romodanovsky was born in
    Switzerland in 1948 and raised there. He now lives full-time in Russia. He’s been an
    ambassador, a diplomat, and in all kinds of powerful positions over the years,
    especially since perestroika. Now he’s in politics.”
    If Conran wanted the man dead, Mattie would not have been invited to sit in on
    the discussion. “What do you want me for?”
    “Romodanovsky has a meeting at Downing Street on the fifth. You’re going to
    keep him from getting killed while he’s there, because the Russian mob would love to
    put a bullet in him.”
    “What about me, sir?” Thornton asked, her eyes shining with excitement.
    “You’ll do whatever Saunders tells you.”
    “Yes, sir.” Her enthusiasm was touching. Kael was fonder of her than he had
    realized.
    “He’ll be here only twenty-four hours, and then he moves on to France and
    becomes their problem,” Conran continued. “His own security will be stationed around
    Number 10. Your detail is inside the house only.”
    “Isn’t that MI5’s job? Or Special Branch?” Kael asked. “I’m not a babysitter. And
    why isn’t he using his own security inside Number 10?”
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    Steepling his fingers, a gesture Kael always found affected, Conran said, “The
    prime minister doesn’t trust them. He doesn’t want any mistakes while Romodanovsky
    is here, and he’s not keen on armed Russians inside his domicile. Outside,
    Romodanovsky can use his own men, but inside Number 10, he will be watched like a
    hawk by you. We aren’t anticipating any problems. The mob is far more likely to go
    after him on their own turf, but men like him will always be in danger.”
    “So why do I have to be annoyed with the fucker?” He paused and looked at
    Mattie. “Oops, sorry.”
    “For what?” Mattie asked.
    “Bad language,” Kael said.
    Confusion creasing her brow, Mattie said, “You always use bad language, sir. The
    air was blue when we were at Herstmonceux Castle, not to mention Paris.”
    “But that was work, and you weren’t wearing a dress. You were just one of the
    boys then.”
    Mattie burst out laughing. Conran smiled too, despite their encounter a few
    moments ago. “The PM asked for you in particular, Saunders. That’s why MI5 is not
    involved.”
    Surprised, Kael looked at Conran. “Really? How does he even know who I am?”
    “It’s his job to know everything or at least to be informed of everything,” Conran
    said. “You’ll get further instructions the day before. I’ve chosen the team.