Chapter 7
Flic had decided that it was safe to make her next move. The code was valid, the bills paid. She stepped into the corridor, enjoying the still quiet under the florescent lighting, until her footsteps rang out on the metal stairs that led her to the second level and her rented unit.
Having unlocked the padlock, she opened the steel door and peered inside. The crate was sitting in the middle of the room. She closed the door behind her and took a multi-tool from her pocket to undo the screws that fastened the lid. Then she removed an empty holdall from the rucksack she'd been wearing and lay both on the floor.
The equipment that she had gathered before making her escape was part of the consignment she'd handled when facilitating the black flag operation. She hadn't known if she'd
