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All Saints Road, Cheltenham – Early Next Morning
For the remainder of the night Eli and Rafi sat outside the house. At 7.30, they saw the curtains downstairs open and seven minutes later an unmarked minibus stopped outside the house to pick up Derek. From where they were sitting, a hundred metres down the road with the car facing in the opposite direction, Red Cap looked haggard. But judging by the bits of toilet paper stuck to his face, he’d made some attempt at shaving and he was wearing a different shirt from the one he’d worn the day before.
Only when the minibus had disappeared did Eli and Rafi start the drive back to London and the inevitable fallout from the night before. Orders from Yuval were to go straight to the embassy; there was no chance to go back to the serviced apart
