Captain Allawi tried to work out who the other man could be. He jotted his alternatives down: the maker of the vest; the client; or the square man’s boss, then he ran out of possibilities. He reasoned that if he was anyone other than the client, he may appear in one of the other videos, but he didn’t.
He phoned Captain O’Donnaghue.
“Seamus? Ali. Can you do me a big favour, please? I’d like to see the museum’s security tapes for the week prior to the bombing. I have an idea I’d like to check out.”
“A week? But that was nearly two months ago, I don’t know how long they keep them. They were not deemed pertinent to the enquiry.”
“Could you try them, please, Seamus? You have a lot more influence with them than I have, so they might try harder for you.”
“Yes, OK, Ali, I’ll try. I’ll get bac
