Saturday morning, Henry went to his first day interning at the M15 annex near Sandhurst. He spent the day taking notes and cleaning offices, but he also had some alone time with the director of M15, a friend of his father's.
"Do you know if my dad spent any time in Belize?" Henry asked, even though he had asked the same question to Shaan.
"Yeah, in the 2000s I think he stopped by, and in the 1980s." Joel Brooke, the Director of M15, was being deliberately vague, suddenly very interested in the paperwork on his desk. "Why."
"No reason," Henry said nonchalantly.
"You didn't meet anyone from his time there did you?" Brooke asked,
"Would that be bad?"
"No, just wondering," Brooke said, but Henry could tell he was lying because he nodded while saying no. Brooke must have gotten used to the office, spies learned to control that type of tell.
"I actually found his gun, the ones you guys got custom-made. And I thought he said he had left it in Belize but I must have mis-remembered."
Brooke stared at him for a moment, like he had seen a ghost. "Ahh. Interesting." Well that was not a good sign.
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Inescapable History, Inescapable Fates
FanfictionRed, White, and Royal Blue AU, written for the following Instagram prompts "Straight guy worries he's being homophobic to gay roommate, realizes he's fallen in love with him. Plot twist: it turns out I don't have any problem with Henry kissing guys...
