Chapter 17
John Rhodes stood up and stretched his arms, the aching bones reminding him he had not left his desk since lunch.
He thought about the meeting and hoped it would open some doors, or at the very least, Leo might become an asset. The more contacts he made at government level, the more leverage he hoped Liberatus could pull when it came to their aims. Of course, he still caught up with some of the boys from his MI6 days but they never really told him anything. It was as if a distance was being created between them. Rhodes understood though. They knew he was writing a book, one that would open several cans of worms about the agency, and certainly couldn’t associate with him anymore. John Rhodes gathered his laptop and made his way out of the office and into the buzzing hub of Soho
