Chapter NINE: Sick bed
"We've got a suspect," Don said to Mickey.
He was talking about the 'Man from Madrid', the mysterious assassin who might or might not be from South Africa, and which person may or may not be targeting Mickey. All a bit uncertain for a detective like Don, but that was all he had to go on at that moment.
It confused Mickey.
Hadn’t someone said ‘Portugal’? Madrid was in Spain. Everyone knew that!
Mickey was lying in a hospital bed. He was there as a precaution.
It turned out that the 'Office fire' was indeed a Drill, not real at all, but when Mickey arrived on the ground floor - and dragged himself hand over fist across the marble floor to the Assembly Point out in the car park - he was covered in bruises and cuts. He looked awful. His panicking staff loaded him i
