Private Princess

Chapter 65

Morgan felt the shrouded looks and pity-filled smiles as he walked into Private London’s HQ alongside Peter Knight.

“My children are upstairs,” Knight sighed, shoulders slumping in relief.

“You should stay with them,” said Morgan. “I can handle this alone.”

Knight didn’t reply, but there was no chance he would leave this for Morgan to handle alone. “How are we doing on the headcount?” he asked his watch manager.

“Almost everyone is accounted for,” she advised Knight. “We’ve got them either coming into here or safe houses if they’re in other parts of the UK.”

“How is it affecting ongoing ops?” he asked.

“Minimally. Sir Tony and Sophie Edwards were our main investigations. We have a fraud case in Scotland, and a widow in Sheffield has asked that we look over her husband’s death, but other than that, the decks are clear.”

“Those cases can wait,” Morgan said evenly. “Right now, Private only has one case.”

The watch manager nodded. No one needed telling what that case was. “There is just one person we haven’t yet been able to contact,” she said.

“Who is it?” Knight asked, instantly fearful.

“Jeremy Crawford,” she replied. “Hooligan.”