Chapter 7
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CHAPTER SEVEN
The secure office phone rang. The Alpha waited, then picked up the receiver.
‘Yes,’ he said.
‘We were right. It’s the cop,’ said Beta.
‘When is he leaving?’
‘He already left. He’ll change in London then getting a direct flight. He should be here tomorrow,’ said Beta.
Alpha said nothing. He breathed slowly, letting his brain calculate.
‘Is the detail ready?’ Alpha asked at length.
‘Yes, they have the flight number,’ Beta replied.
‘Tell them not to engage. We don’t want to draw unnecessary attention. If he’s here for the girl, we can work around it,’ said Alpha.
‘And what about our orders, I thought —’
‘I make the decisions here. If it comes to it, then yes, but we can’t risk unnecessary action, not until we know.’ Alpha’s voice was stern. How dare Beta talk to him like that? He was in charge.
‘Sorry, I – misspoke,’ said Beta.
‘Very well. You know the plan. That is what matters when we‒.’ Alpha paused for what did not need saying. ‘‒The mission comes first. You can deal with the policeman later.’
‘It will be my pleasure,’ said Beta.
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