Chapter 15
A THEORY OF A PLOTThe car the three MI5 employees were in squealed out of the warehouse, sending out an echo in their rush to disappear quickly into the vast and dark London labyrinth.
Pablo felt his legs shake from what he had heard as he slumped into the Honda’s front passenger seat, crushing his cap. The whole disguise bit now seemed ridiculous. What chance did he and Stuart have, no matter what they did, against a pervasive, well-funded governmental institution like MI5? He yanked it from under himself and tossed it onto the dashboard.
Stuart turned down the volume to a classical music station. "You look like you're in shock. Like someone just murdered your brother.” He revved the engine to a low hum and further masked their conversation by switching to a heavy rock stati
