Elysia woke with a start to find the bed beside her empty. Flicking on the bedside lamp, she sat up and called out, "Tarquin?"

No response. He wasn't in the room.

Frowning slightly, Elysia felt a twinge of concern.

She knew he must have gone out to clear his head.

The matter of Elizabeth's ashes weighed heavily on them all. Even though she and the kids did bring warmth and comfort to him, it wasn't possible for the grief to have completely dissipated.

After all, Elizabeth was his beloved mother...

He didn't show it because he didn't want to worry her or the kids.

Sighing softly to herself, Elysia turned off the lamp and lay back down.

Everyone needs their space, and respecting that need without intrusion was paramount.

Some burdens had to be shouldered alone...

The next day.

Tarquin received a call

illegitimate son has been

furrowed. "Are you

absolutely. I've sent you the files. Take a

hub abroad,

where Tarquin and his mother, Elizabeth, had

out to be the base of operations for the mysterious

was also residing there was too

Verity's son too seriously. But this revelation made him sit

out his cigarette, he opened

had grown up

here, he had returned to work

had worked after moving abroad. She had juggled her job with her literary pursuits. Tarquin still

startling fact that this

issue at play, but couldn't quite

phone broke his concentration.

Frowning, Tarquin answered, "Speak."

you to visit him at the hospital. He has

"I'm busy!"

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