Dillon 04 - Angel of Death by Jack Higgins

Author:Jack Higgins
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Ferguson, Secret Service - England, Action & Adventure, Terrorists, Dillon, Fiction, Secret Service, Suspense, Sean (Fictitious Character), Thrillers, Suspense Fiction, Charles (Fictitious Character), Espionage, Adventure Fiction
ISBN: 9780425152232
Publisher: Penguin
Published: 1995-01-01T06:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

Ferguson was sitting by the fire, the telephone in his hand, when Kim showed them in. He waved them to sit.

“Yes, Prime Minister, of course, I’ll be there in an hour.” He nodded. “We’ll have a complete update for you.” He put the phone down. “What a balls-up. God knows what President Clinton’s going to say.”

“Yes, it’s bad news, I’m afraid,” Hannah said.

“Bad news?” His face was purple. “It’s bloody disastrous. I mean, you two were supposed to watch out for him.”

It was Dillon who said, “She was ahead of him, waiting in ambush in the cemetery. It was only chance that I noticed her as we drove off.”

“What happened? Tell me everything.”

Which Dillon did. When he was finished he said, “A bit of luck finding the muslin trousers and the chador, not that they’ll help much in my opinion.”

“Which doesn’t count for very much at the moment,” Ferguson told him.

Hannah said, “Dillon has a theory that January 30 will claim this one, sir.”

Ferguson, in the act of taking a cigarette from a silver box, paused, frowning a little. “But they just have. Phoned the BBC about an hour ago. That’s one of the things the Prime Minister wants to see me about.” He lit his cigarette. “All right, Dillon, let’s have it.”

“I think we’ve met before. That’s why she knew me.”

“Where?”

“Belfast, when the Sons of Ulster set me up, the lone motorcyclist in black leathers who took out the lookout man. I said at the time, if you recall, that he made a strange gesture. Raised an arm in salute before riding off.”

“And?”

“She did exactly the same tonight. So it was no man on that motorcycle in Belfast; it was her.”

“Another thing, sir,” Hannah said. “The night she saved Dillon in Belfast she used an AK, but all the other hits have been with the same weapon, the Beretta. I’ve a hunch that the rounds that come out of Mr. Bell will match.”

“I’m not sure that makes sense to me,” Ferguson said, “but we’ll wait and see what the lab report shows. Anyway, I’ve got to go and see the PM now to discuss this whole unfortunate affair and the possible repercussions. You two will just have to wait here until I get back. Not much sleep for anyone tonight, but that’s the way it is.”

Simon Carter and Rupert Lang were waiting downstairs when Ferguson arrived at Downing Street.

“Good God, Ferguson, what went wrong?” Carter demanded.

“I’ll explain that to the Prime Minister,” Ferguson said as an aide took them upstairs. “Are you thoroughly briefed on all this?” he asked Rupert.

Lang nodded. “I’m afraid so. Terrible business.” He was, in fact, more up-to-date than any of them, for he had been at Cheyne Walk after the show discussing the night’s events with Grace, Curry, and Belov when the call on his Cellnet phone had summoned him to Downing Street.

The aide showed them into the study. The Prime Minister didn’t bother with the courtesies. “Sit down and let’s get on with it, gentlemen.

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