Chapter 7
The Man In Black watched the two Cahill children's expressions from his office 5,000 miles away.
He almost grinned. He watched Amy, a look of disbelief on her face. Ah, how she looked like darling Grace, with her almost identical features at that age. Even though Grace was 12 years his elder, they were immeasurably close. The almost-grin began to fade as he remembered that Grace was gone, never to return.
When she had died, the title and position of the Madrigal leader had been passed onto him, putting lots of pressure on the boy who was interested in nothing but arts and reading.
He stood up and stretched, giving a grunt of displeasure. He was not the man he used to be 35 years ago. His body may have aged considerably, but not his mind. He was still able to shoot people, do espionage, and lead missions. He would never be too old for that.
And his age had not stopped him from planting cameras in his dearest niece's house.
He shook his head. Nellie was given too much freedom. The Man In Black tipped his head to the side and considered. She had done very well on select missions, and he supposed she deserved the freedom.
The Man In Black knew what to do.
He strode over to his intercom, and pressed down. "X, I need you to book me a one-way ticket to Boston."
Time to visit his darling niece.
"WHAT?" Dan and Amy both shouted at exactly the same moment.
"You're-you're-you're-you're…" Amy stuttered.
Dan took up her place. "YOU'RE A MADRIGAL?" He yelled at her.
Nellie slumped in her seat. She had thought the kids would be calmer about it. She had tried to leave them hints wherever she could, but they never grasped them.
She tried to tell them the information that she had been itching to tell them ever since she met them. But Grace had always looked fondly upon Nellie, and said, No, dear. Not quite yet. They're still quite young. Then she had looked Nellie straight in the eyes with her steely brown-eyed gaze. Promise me, she had said, that you will take care of them. How could Nellie refuse to? If not now, then when?
She tried again. "Look, I-" She broke off as Natalie hobbled through the door, muttering something about shoes and broken glass. Dan leapt up at once and offered to go help her. She smiled at him, and he smiled back. Nellie felt her heart warm as she witnessed what Grace had predicted years ago. That Dan, she had said with a chuckle, he'll grow up to be just like his father. Only chasing one girl, even if it takes him a lifetime to accomplish. Then they had both laughed, like friends.
When Dan and Natalie had exited, (Dan shooting Nellie a glance that clearly meant, this isn't over, then turning to Natalie once more), Ian had walked through the door, offering his arm to as Amy and asking if he could have the great pleasure to accompany her to the library. She had smiled, and they walked out together, chatting about their own things.
Her butler walked in, and offered Nellie a smoothie on a silver platter with a little umbrella in it. "Thanks, Chives." She said smiling.
So, a little was revealed in this chapter….The secrets are continuing! Thank you for reviewing! But please, could you give me a few more reviews? Just to keep my spirits up as this week is finals week, and I'm going to be quite stressed.
