Folkestone Police StationPolice Sergeant Fisher, taps on Chief Inspector Dennis Smedley’s door and sticks his head in. “Sorry to bother you sir, but I’ve just taken a strange telephone call.”
“Come in Sergeant, what sort of strange call?”
Fisher hands him the hand written recorded message.
Smedley glances down and reads the message. “Did you take this message yourself Sergeant?”
“Yes sir, the caller said it was his patriotic duty to notify us.”
“Did he now!” Said Dennis sneering.
Smedley, sat forward, lifting his telephone and punching several keys. “Give me armed response.”
“Hello, Alan, we may have a serious situation on our hands, can you get an armed squad over to the Regency Hotel? It’s on The Leas, near the Carlton Hotel. My team will, meet you there.”
“What’s up?” Said Alan.
