“By the by, didn"t you spend some time in Ireland in the sixties, having dealings with Sir Archibald over there? You were heading up a special police unit as I understand whilst he was running the intelligence show. Had contact with any natives, did you? But no, I haven"t really any time for that line to progress further at the moment. Save it for another meal. What I want now is to know whose idea it was to shoot an Irish terrorist and then kidnap the young detective who shot him. Because even someone as dumb as you would not have done that without his arm being twisted. Has someone got him locked up in some Scottish Castle and demanding a ransom, Barrington? Because if so I want him back!”
“How did you come to hear of West, Dicky?” Trenchard asked incredulously, almost having a heart at
