"Perhaps you should make a list of which items you'd like," Marcus suggested. Khaat thought a moment quietly. It was a hard decision.
"I...need to make an impact," she said. "I need to send a message to Brian. He needs to know what life is like without us."
"What are you saying?" Robert asked.
"Would you please have all my things and my children's things packed and sent here? And Mo and Max?" she asked softly.
"That," her father said slowly, "is a very, very powerful message. Are you sure that's the one you want to send?"
She didn't respond for a moment, staring down at the table. Marcus felt for her. It wasn't an easy choice for her. He knew she loved her husband, and Marcus understood what it was like to feel like a marriage was over, his own having been more or less over for years. This was an enormous gamble--one that would, when Brian came back to his senses, either make or break her marriage. It was, he was sure, a frightening moment for her.
He reached over and laid his hand on hers. He was, as always, a professional, but he found there was something appealing in the fearless little blond he had been assigned to protect. Something that he liked, something that made her feel like a friend to him, and, for a loner like Marcus, that did seem to say a great deal.
She finally looked up at her father. "Yes," she said softly.
Robert sighed heavily. "So be it," he said. "You sure you don't want to come to the farm, you and the kids?"
"I'm not sure I don't want to buy my own Hyde Park flat, actually," she said. Robert waved that thought aside.
"He doesn't use this place, and you know it," he said. "He ports back and forth into thee hinterlands of northern Scotland to some godforsaken place he's got. This was never more for him than a way to avoid a hotel when he was here in London. He doesn't use it anymore. Don't overkill the message you want to send. It might be a stronger message if Eli is providing for you when Brian believes he should be doing it himself."
Robert looked at Jess. "Can you and Jack go back this afternoon while the kids are napping and pack her things and the kids', please? He'll be sleeping after lunch, so I'd start with her room first. You can add a wee bit of a sleep spell to him if you need to, to keep him from stressing and overreacting. The message will mean little to him for the next few days anyway. We only spare him more trauma he won't handle at the moment."
He looked at Michael and Belby, "If you don't think you can keep her safe here for the afternoon by yourselves, you could always...."
"With all due respect, Sir," Marcus said, "I'd like the chance to let my teammates know they can count on me to do my job so that they can do theirs. I know the speed that the four of them will be able to work, so I feel more than confident that the rest of us will be fine for that long, Sir."
"Can you manage to get it all done in an afternoon?" Robert asked Jess and Jack. He felt sure a few pack spells and a lot of shrink spells would do it, but it would definitely take a bit of doing. And Jess would have to insure Brian would not wake. Robert himself was fully prepared to deal with Brian's anger later, whenever it did come.