Palmer chuckled.
“What’s so funny?” asked Harry.
“Murray’s virus put in every IP address logged-on in Aberdeen at the time of the attacks to throw us off, including his own.” He pointed to the screen pages. “Little did he know that he made our job easier,” said Chad.
“Yes, but if it wasn’t for the detective’s lead, we…”
“I realise that,” said Palmer, interrupting Harry, his brashness returning.
“We got lucky Chad,” said Toko.
Harry agreed and went over to make a coffee, Chad, annoyed by the lack of acknowledgement for his contribution, sulked by his V-com.
“Once they have the Mole behind bars we should celebrate,” said Toko.
“Great idea,” said Harry. “How about it Chad, I will have champagne brought here?”
They all felt a wave of relief, especially Palmer who, getting over his str
