Chapter 19

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Sir Wendell Wallop was trussed up like a Christmas turkey. If you looked hard enough and close enough, you could just see his gagged mouth and purple veined, bloated, fat cheeks, near the entrance to the fox den. This had been the first aggressive move made by the Badars group. They had taken the owner of the Portsmouth Evening News and Media Group, sat him down and tried to explain that his paper, along with his TV station and, colleague mainstream media across the country, were not presenting their readers and viewers with a balanced reporting of the news. They laboured the point that regarding the development of the Cricket Club, Golf and Tennis Club sites and, the risk to their Cumberland House, were very real threats, not just to the seafront open space, but also ecologically and, mos

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