Chapter 6
We continued deciphering codes for the Venona Project, until late in 1960, when Nigel’s talents were no longer needed by the National Security Agency, and he returned to the CIA.
My family was surprised that we remained together, although they did try to conceal it in my presence. Tony was annoyed, but for some reason his ire was directed not only at Nigel, but at Father as well.
“What did Father have to do with me keeping company with Nigel, Tony?”
“Too damn much,” he growled under his breath, but I heard him anyway.
“Explain that, if you please?”
“There’s nothing to explain.” Father approached us, a bluff smile on his face. “I simply knew you and Nigel would make an ideal couple.”
And beyond that he would say nothing.
