Holly stood in front of him, unable to say a word.
Her unease was palpable; she opened her mouth as if to argue but found herself unable to justify her actions.
She knew Brian was right.
She understood the grave mistake her grandfather had made.
Tears streamed down her face as she bowed her head and finally said, "Uncle Dawson, I'm sorry."
Brian frowned as he looked at Holly. After a long pause, he placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Holly, I've seen you grow up. I believe you're not at fault."
Holly paused, her eyes glistening with emotion. "Really?"
"Yes," Brian replied, "But as a family member of a spy, you must understand that there are rules in the department that must be followed."
Holly's expression shifted to deep contemplation.
She knew exactly what those rules entailed.
Her eyes reddened as she stood there, feeling like a child who had done something wrong, unsure of what to do.
