secret service.

“I think I have to,” Alex replied.

And it was true. Only an hour ago, he had been promising himself that he would never work for MI6 again.

But this was different—and not just because it was the Australians that were asking him this time. It was Ash.

Ash made all the difference, even though the two of them had never met and it was a name he had only just heard for the first time.

“Ash can tell me who I am,” he said.

“Don’t you know who you are?” Jack asked.

“Not really, Jack. I thought I knew. When Ian was alive, everything seemed so simple. But then when I found out the truth about him, it all went wrong. All my life he was training me to be something I never wanted. But maybe he was right. Maybe it was what I was always meant to be.”

“You think Ash can tell you?”

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“I don’t know.” Alex squinted at Jack. The sunlight was streaming over her shoulders. “When did you meet him?” he asked.

“It was about a month after I started working for your uncle,” she said. “At the time, it was just meant to be a vacation job, to support myself while I was doing my studies. I didn’t know anything about spies, and I certainly didn’t know I’d be sticking with you forever!” She sighed. “You were about seven years old. Do you really not remember him?”

Alex shook his head.

“He was in London for a few weeks, staying in a hotel.

But he came over to the house two or three times. Now I come to think of it, he never did talk to you very much.

Maybe he felt awkward with kids. But I got to know him a bit.”

“What was he like?”

Jack thought back. “I liked him,” she admitted. “In fact, if you want the truth, I even went out with him a couple of times although he was quite a lot older than me. He was very good-looking. And there was something dangerous about him. He told me he was a deep-sea diver. He was fun to have around.”

“Is Ash his real name?”

“It’s what he calls himself. ASH are his initials—but he never told me what they stood for.”

“And he’s really my godfather?”

Jack nodded. “I’ve seen photos of him at your chris-O n t h e R o c k s

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tening. And Ian knew him. The two of them were friends.

I never knew what he was doing in London, but he was eager to check up on you. He wanted to be sure you were okay.”

Alex drew a deep breath. “You don’t know what it’s like, not having parents,” he began. “It never used to bother me because I was so small when they died and I had Uncle Ian. But now I wonder about them. And it sometimes feels like there’s a hole in my life, a sort of emptiness. I look back, but there’s nothing there. Maybe if I spend some time with this man—even if I do have to dress up like an Afghan refugee—maybe it’ll fill something in for me.”

“But Alex . . .” Jack looked at him, and he could see she was afraid. “You heard what that man said. This could be terribly dangerous. You’ve been lucky so far, but your luck can’t last forever. These people—the snakehead—

they sound horrible. You shouldn’t get involved.”

“I have to, Jack. Ash worked with my dad. He was with him the day he died. I didn’t know he existed until today, but now I’ve got to meet him.” Alex forced a smile to his lips. “My dad was a spy. My uncle was a spy. And now it turns out I’ve got a godfather who’s a spy. You have to admit, it certainly runs in the family.” Jack rested her hands on Alex’s shoulders. Behind them, the sun was already setting, reflecting bloodred in the water. The shops were beginning to empty. The bridge hung over them, casting a dark shadow.

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“Is there anything I can say to stop you?” she asked.

“Yes.” Alex looked her straight in the eyes. “But please don’t.”

“All right.” She nodded. “But I’ll be worried sick about you. You know that. Just make sure you look after yourself. And tell Ash from me that I want you home by Christmas. And maybe this time, just for once, he’ll remember to send a card.”

Quickly, she turned around and continued walking.

Alex waited a minute, then followed. Bangkok. The snakehead. Another mission. The truth was that Alex had always suspected it might happen—but even he hadn’t thought it would come so soon.

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