ELEVEN
Jo Jums organised her team well, gathering information from the scenes, supplemented by matter-of-fact data provided by Len. Some tasks she assigned to neighbouring forces, acutely aware of keeping her own unit tight and secure; they’d recently had a mole that had caused great difficulties, and this Len Op was a long way from being over.
It was a Saturday, and conscious of Jack’s way of doing things, she wanted her team to have time with their families. Jed and Bookshop had done all they could at the dockyard. It had been a professional job, the sniper had positioned himself in a redundant tower due to be demolished and had collected the spent cartridge case. The bullet had gone right through Jack as he would have known it would, the only lead would come from tracking back through
