The Spy Thief (Ben Sign Mystery Book 5) by Matthew Dunn

Author:Matthew Dunn [Dunn, Matthew]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Sort4
Published: 2021-08-01T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 15

Today was the day.

The pieces were about to be placed on the board.

The players were ready to assemble on the pitch.

The soldiers were combat-ready to step onto the battlefield.

Whatever analogy one wanted to use, today was the day when anarchy could commence, everything might turn to shit, or dark events would begin with note-perfect orchestration.

At 0645hrs Knutsen arrived at the Westminster safe house, carrying breakfast, communications equipment, a change of clothes, cash, the maps Sign had spoken about, ammunition, his SIG Sauer handgun, and a Smith and Wesson M&P Shield compact .45 ACP pistol which he gave to Karin Lebrun. She expertly checked the weapon’s workings and asked whether he’d selected her gun because she was expected to shoot The Thief through several building walls. While munching pastries and swigging coffee they set to work.

Lucas, Noah, Aadesh, and Parry were exactly where they wanted to be – outside the homes of each runner.

At 0701hrs, Peter Raine boarded the train from Hertford North to London King’s Cross. He’d be in the Foreign & Commonwealth Office in King Charles Street, Whitehall, by no later than eight thirty. He’d kept his diary clear of FCO meetings today. But, he would be noticed by colleagues who no doubt would assume he was spending the day at work doing admin tasks.

Edward Sassoon, Gordon Faraday, Rex Hare, and Hamish Duggan, left their homes at slightly different times but they’d all be in their headquarters at no later than nine. Like Raine, they’d ensured that there would be no internal or external distractions to divert their attention away from what was about to happen.

Rishi Prasad exited his house-share on Courtenay Street, walked to Cheltenham’s High Street, caught a bus from outside Poundland, arrived at GCHQ headquarters, went direct to his desk in an open plan office within the doughnut, spent an hour drafting his fake report, checked his watch, and waited for ten o’clock to happen.

Toby Bancroft was unaware that he was being followed as he walked from his apartment in South London’s Kennington to the local tube station. Spies tend to only deploy anti-surveillance drills when they’re working. For the rest of the time, including commuting to work in the spy’s home country, they’re like everyone else. Ordinarily the junior officer might be thinking about something trivial such as what to have for lunch. Today was very different, but nevertheless his head was figuratively in the clouds and he was oblivious to the make-up of the pedestrians close to him. He took a train to Vauxhall, the nearest stop to the main MI6 building, went to the floor containing the Iran Team, and began writing his MAYFLY report.

After six months of the helter-skelter of undercover work, Molly Crease felt weird going to Scotland Yard at a time when most office workers were heading to central London. As she walked from her pad on Old Kent Road to her nearest bus stop, she had the strangest sensation that she was betraying the night-time and early-hours workers

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