" No way, Rod, we can't risk it. For one thing, we don't have the available personnel. Besides, this bastard is too damn smart. If he smells trouble h... may run and then we lose him completely. How long before he sets up shop somewhere else and does another girl? He's been in three cities hundreds of miles apart already. We didn't even know about any of them because they were single incident, isolated cases. We can't afford to lose him." Lose him? Rebecca, he doesn't want you to lose him. Hell,. Surely she can’t object to that?”“Oh, I’m sure Gaenna will be most understanding,” Sarinia said, rolling her eyes. “Are you quite certain I can’t convince any of you to stay behind? Mother will be far less angry at us turning up unannounced at Genthalas if one of you is occupying her seat of power.”The three sisters exchanged glances then shook their heads obstinately.“We’re coming with you,” Myrdina said with an air of defiance. “Just because I don’t trust our mother as far as I could throw. Four."Hello?" asked a female voice."Is Mark there?" he asked."Hold on." Pause, footsteps."Hello?" Mark's voice asked."Oh, thank God." Liam said, feeling a cold knot dissolve in his throat."Dad?" When I saw the truck in a tree, I feared the worst." he said."I hardly sleep in it, Dad." Mark quipped."Where are you?" In my house. Oh, you haven't seen it, have you? It's a nice, cozy Hobbit-hole, with two underground floors, a generator, a drain to keep the entry from flooding, a really strong. The soft voice gave a tinkle of laughter. “Yes, but we want you to do something slightly different.”“Oh?”There was a pause. “We don’t want you to join one of the underground units, the Maquis is it? We want you to be a bit more independent.”“Why?” asked Toby suspiciously.There was another pause. “You are being transferred.”“Transferred? To where? ... Oh. You mean transferred between organisations, not just transferred somewhere else?”“Yes. We want you to come and work for us. With us.”“Who are.