CHAPTER NINETEEN
The following evening they called an emergency meeting at the flat. Fadil, including his other four pilots, Hirad Alizadeh, Jamal Abboud, Arif Nahas and Hashim Mustafa sat on mats with grim expressions while Fadil addressed them. ‘The w***e Roxanne is dead. However, we have problem. He had Guy Ericson’s phone number in diary. He swore he never met him, but could been lying to save himself. Maybe Ericson bisexual as well. Maybe Roxanne passed on Amir’s pillow talk to Ericson. Who knows what Amir said under influence of alcohol, drugs or s*x? Perhaps Ericson knows attack by us is imminent. Maybe he wants to collect fat reward of thousand pounds put up by police for capture of IRA or anyone committing terrorist acts. He is keeping to himself otherwise we be locked up now.’
