Chapter SIX: Meetings and Briefings
"Nobody knows who killed Gulf," Terry said to Captain Gibson.
"What was he even doing in South Africa?" the Captain asked.
"He has family down there."
Terry looked around nervously. Their conversation wasn't secure. They could be overheard.
Firstly, because they were meeting in the canteen in Chelsea Mill, not a private office.
Secondly, there were four people sitting at the table - Terry, Gibson and two Shadows.
Terry didn't mind the first thing. It enabled him to eat. He wasn't overweight exactly, but he enjoyed his food.
The Captain had settled for coffee, black coffee. Terry wasn't sure Gibson knew what food was. He hadn't seen him eat, ever.
The Shadows must be on expenses, Terry was thinking. They had the Full English breakfast each, plus
