By the time Brodie outlined his plan to Moreno, Gutiérrez had cleared the paperwork, made arrangements for Helena Salenko’s release and organised transport for them. It was well after midnight when they arrived at Salenko’s villa, set high on the hillside to the north of Puerto Banús,.
As the police car disappeared down the drive and turned onto the Puerto Banús, road, Helena Salenko closed the front door and made her way back to the lounge where Brodie was waiting. She walked up to him, pulled him to her and kissed him; she started to unbutton his shirt.
“Sorry, Helena, there are things we need to do first. We’ve got the rest of our lives for that, but first we need to attend to Alexander before we lose him. Where is he now?”
“He is on his way to the house in Holland Park, London. He g
