Ronald Briercliffe is an agent with the British Secret Service.
He is, in fact, a protegé of Colonel , being one of that spymaster's earnest young operatives. He might have been relegated to just a mention perhaps in the section on Granby had he not had his own adventure, the one that took him into the cloak and dagger world before he hooked up with the elder man.
When we first meet him, Briercliffe is just getting thrown out of the British Army. He had been a delightful member of the First Division of the King's Guards for some time with particular emphasis on the delightful part. Briercliffe liked to party and the small inheritance he had allowed him the opportunity to invite others to the festivities, so much so that he spent far more than he actually earned and soon was nearly bust. That sobering information caused him to decide on one final huge hurrah. It was while recovering from that outing that he, during a military march in review, tripped and landed on his face. The rest of the division marched over him, as they were taught, and he was cashiered out of the military.
This might sound like an opening act to a comedy but it most definitely was not. It was, though, the reason why when his uncle summoned him and told him straight up he had only a couple of unpleasant choices of what to do with his life, he chose the one more interesting. He went to work for the Secret Service.
Doing so will lead to his own "redemption" as well as find him the love of his life, not to mention almost losing that life a time or three. It will also get him intricately involved in activities of , two French operatives. And then with one incomparable , both impressive to have on his resume. Still, he is enough of his own man that he got his own series and deserved it.