The Death of Macleod by G R Jordan

Author:G R Jordan [G R Jordan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Carpetless Publishing
Published: 2022-11-09T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

‘So where are we going?’ asked Clarissa, throwing her shawl around her as Ross walked out of the office. It was late in the morning, but he had let her get an hour or two of sleep, albeit in a chair, her head tipped back and snoring loudly. She had been out most of the night with the professor, and then she’d come back with information, giving names of groups and some other sketchy information about the symbols. Ross had phoned people he’d used on a previous occasion. He knew his limits on a computer, his limits on searches, what he could go into and find, especially with the investigation running as well. He would be shuffling bits of paper here and there, making sure everything was dotted and crossed. Invariably, the time to do a truly deep internet search and find all these names would be lost on him. For this reason, he’d picked up the phone and called in some people Macleod probably would’ve called geeks. Techies, the polite term.

‘You’ve got your car keys?’ asked Ross.

‘I don’t think I’m fit for driving.’

‘I’ll drive then,’ said Ross.

Clarissa stared at him. ‘No. Not my car, you don’t. I’ll keep the hood down. We’ll be fine. Air will keep me awake.’

Two minutes later, the pair were spinning out of the Inverness Station’s car park in the small green sports car that Clarissa so loved. Ross indicated a right straight out of the car park, heading off towards the industrial estate on the edge of town. Among the large warehouses, there was a smaller section of units with only a few varied companies there, each one operating on a low level. But the one he was taking her to didn’t need vast office space or storage space because everything was done from a small hub of computers.

As Clarissa parked the car, Ross stepped out and told her to follow him up to a rather bland, brown front door. As he approached, he looked up to see the CCTV looking down and a voice said, ‘Hello, Alan Ross.’ The door then swung open on its own and Clarissa followed Ross through into a rather drab corridor. He passed up it, took a left through another rather boring door, and into a room filled with desks and screens.

‘Mr Ross, I think we’ve got something for you.’

Clarissa looked at the man speaking. He had a beard and glasses and yet he couldn’t have been over the age of twenty-seven. Clarissa thought that look went out with the seventies. Another young man was clean-shaven, but she noticed a number of items on his desk. Gimmicks, possibly, or were they just characters from different films, those modern films she didn’t tend to watch? Superheroes, was it?

Clarissa shook her head but followed Ross as he made for the man who gave them the original greeting. Alan reached forward and put a hand out towards the man as he looked at Clarissa.

‘This is Isaac. Isaac Matthews. He does with a computer what I can’t do.

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