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“Yes.”

“Are you an idiot? Leave! I’ll call in five.”

When Bronsky called again, Pryce was a few miles north of Felicity’s estate.

“What is wrong with you?” the Russian said.

“Nothing,” Pryce said defensively.

Bronsky scoffed. “And you call yourself an intelligence agent.”

“I don’t, actually. I’m an ana—”

“Don’t you get it?” Bronsky snapped. “If I were Dame Felicity, I would have my whole houseandproperty bugged.”

Pryce sucked in a breath. “I-I didn’t think about that.”

“She was theheadof MI6, for God’s sake. Youworkedfor her! Things like that should be obvious.”

“Technically, I didn’t work directly for—”

Bronsky swore in Russian, then in a slightly calmer voice said, “I take it you have news for me.”

“I do.” Thankful for the change in topic, Pryce relayed what he’d overheard.

Bronsky snorted. “You really think this man was talking to Dame Felicity?”

“I can’t say that for sure, but at one point, he did start to say her name but caught himself.”

“Oh, really? Did you happen to at least gethisname?”

“Yes, of course. It was…” He stopped to think. “Stone something…um…”

“Barrington?” Bronsky said, his previously scornful tone replaced by disbelief.

“Yes! Barrington. That was it. Do you know him?”

There were several seconds of silence before Bronsky said, “Describe him.”

Pryce did as instructed.

“And he mentioned Key West?”

“Yes. I got the impression that’s where the person he was talking to was located.”

Another long silence, then, “Good work, Gordon. Very good work.”

For the first time all day, Pryce began to relax. Hopefully, this was the last thing he would need to do for the Russian.

“Go home,” Bronsky said. “But keep your phone close. I’m sure I’ll be calling you soon.”

And just like that, Pryce’s sense of relief disappeared.

When Pryce had revealed thatthere indeed was a good chance Dame Felicity had not been in the car when the bomb had gone off, Bronsky had wanted to throw his phone across the room.

That woman had more lives than a cat.

But Bronsky’s mood changed in an instant when Pryce told him upon whom he’d been eavesdropping.