Chapter 11
What a brilliant day this has turned out to be, actually not really. Bad news followed by more bad news. Starting with a problem with a contact, then slipping into Mom who wanted to speak to me about my Aunts and then leading into the phone call from Laura's teacher. What else can go wrong from this? Perhaps it's really is time to leave the C.I.A. Forget as much as I can from the world I live in expect the family connection.
But that's not the issue at the moment. That's for later. Now it's time to concentrate on Laura.
Sydney knocked on the door to Laura's classroom and stepped in.
"Ahh, Miss Bristow. Nice of you to come in. Is Laura with you?"
"No, she's actually being looked after by my sister. So can I please ask what is this all about?"
"Laura seemed today and the last couple of days upset about something, so I enquired from her what the problem was. She came out with, that her Grandma Irina had killed her Grandpa William. So when I heard this I had to call you in. Just to find what had happened or if she just has an overactive imagination."
"Ahh" Sydney said trying despartly to think up a plausible excuse for what has happened, then it's classified by the C.I.A because my mother was Russian spy."
"Okay, this may sound pretty amazing but many years before me and Laura's father got together, my mother was involved in an incident where Laura's grandfather was killed."
"No offence, Miss Bristow. But that seems like a very huge coincidence."
"One thing I've learnt in my life is that there is no such thing as a coincidence. It just happened at random. And it's pure chance that us two got together and had a child."
"But why tell her know? She seem awfully young, wouldn't a few years later been a better option."
"It wasn't actually her intention to tell her at this age, she just happened to overhear a relative talking about it."
"Would you like me and my colleagues to keep an eye on her?"
"Yes, I'd appreciate that. With my job it's hard to keep up with her feelings."
"Yes, you do seem to take an insane amount of trips. What is your job?"
"It's just some boring government job, it's just seems to happen that I just keeping getting sent to places"
"Well, a stable home environment is an important factor on a child's mood."
"That is in hand, I have been considering a change in profession. I have this English degree which is going to waste and I've always planned to teach I just got way laid."
"Interesting, this may explain your daughter's advanced reading skills."
Just at that moment Sydney's cell phone rang.
"If you can excuse me, I need to answer this phone call."
"That's fine Miss Bristow. Any more problems and I'll be in contact."
Sydney walked to the door and walked out
"Thanks for the pack of Lies Sydney Bristow. Government Job, yeah a very well hidden job. As a spy. And an accident involving Irina Derevko, it was murder plain and simple. Well thanks for the information. Just need to bide my time and wait. Wait until you leave the C.I.A to make my move. To avenge my Lauren's death. Least you didn't recognise me. Thank for radical plastic surgery."
R:N. So here we go a cliff-hanger to get you over Christmas. So what is her Plan? Merry Christmas, or happy what ever else you may celebrate