CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE
The phone in the secure office rang. Alpha, as always, picked it up on the third ring.
‘Yes,’ he said.
‘The cop went to see Foster,’ said Beta.
‘I know,’ said Alpha.
‘The cop is on his way to Gozo. I think he’s going to Victoria to see the body of the girl,’ said Beta.
‘It was to be expected,’ said Alpha. ‘Keep tabs on him, make sure he is only going in that direction. We don’t need him messing up any plans.’
‘We have someone on it,’ Beta said.
‘What, like at the Manoel island – yeah, that ended well,’ said Alpha. ‘stop underestimating this guy. He needs to keep on investigating the Foster woman’s death, not us.’
‘It was a mistake – I know. People have been told,’ said Beta.
‘Good, no more f**k ups,’ said Alpha.
‘And Foster?’
‘Kill him.’ Alpha said coldly.
