Star:Fuck it. If it makes her happy, then it makes her happy.
Star:You’ll never guess what Savannah told me today.
Conor:?
Star:She’s going to write kids’ books.
Conor:Are you for real? LMAO.
Star:I mean it. She was dead serious too. Says that Lyra’s inspired her.
Conor:I’m offended on our daughter’s behalf.
Star:ROFL. Me too! Bahahaha. We won’t tell Kat, eh?
Conor:Definitely not. We’ll never hear the end of it.
Conor:BTW, thank you for my ‘I’m a spy’s perfect boyfriend’mug lol.
*Conor sends photo*
Star:Hahaha. You’re welcome. :*
Star:Oh, Savannah wanted me to tell you that the Israelis are coming to instruct the Five Points next month.
Conor:Yeah, Aidan said. Why’s she telling me via you too?
Star:Fuck knows how Savannah’s mind works. She’s even crazier now that she’s pregnant.
Conor:Lol. True.
Conor:Go back to your launch. It’ll be over soon and you’re making the foundation a fortune.
Star:That’s the only bearable part of all this. *sighs*
Star::*
Conor:<3
CHAPTER SEVENTY-SIX
Star,
I’m sure you have zero interest in communicating with me after what I did to your mother, but I owe you a debt of gratitude and Aoife was telling me this week about how little closure you’ve gotten with everything that happened to your mom.
I’ve been following you in the press, watching you and Conor O’Donnelly strip the world of scum, and I read about that shooting incident in DC where you were targeted…
The papers said it was a close call. I asked Aoife and she said it was closer than close.
It got me thinking—they never tell you that old age makes you introspective—and here I am, writing you a letter at three AM.
Look, these may just be rumors, and as Jorgmundgander operatives, we definitely weren’t given all the details, but the Jorgmundgander base was up in Scotland. A place called Lockerbie. Does the name ring any bells? If it doesn’t, in 1988, there was a bombing up there in a plane. Random place for that kind of shit to happen, don’t you agree?
The whole thing was a tragedy, as things in this line of business often are.
Back in ‘88, I heard about it and pinned it on the New World Sparrows. It was one of many reasons why I started getting, shall we say,incendiary.
Barely ten years later, I was approached by Jorgmundgander while rotting away in a prison cell, running the ECD from there with help from some guards who were allies, and I figured it was a way to keep on taking down Sparrows and it’d enable me to run the ECD better.