The London Cage by Mark Leggatt

Author:Mark Leggatt
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Fledgling Press
Published: 2016-05-30T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Oh, fuck. Montrose watched a police van pull up outside the coffee shop. The rear doors flew open and eight cops in bulletproof vests carrying machine pistols jumped down and fanned out around the junction. Montrose slid down in his chair and squinted between the other customers. This was a shit idea. He noticed a stairway to his right, leading to a basement. That goes nowhere. He traced a path between the tables to the front door. There’s only one exit. And I’m looking at it.

Kirsty leaned over the table and handed him an earpiece. “I see them. If they knew we were here we’d be face down on the floor, so cheer up.” She held the microphone between their lips. “Come closer or it won’t work. We’re on. I’m waiting for the line to encrypt.”

Montrose heard static and then Pilgrim’s voice.

“Kirsty?”

She pulled Montrose closer until their cheeks almost touched and whispered into the microphone. “Yeah, we’re here. Where does it hurt?”

They heard him stifle a laugh. “Everywhere. What’s happening?”

Montrose was about to speak when Kirsty placed a finger on his lips. “We found him. Roger Warrender.”

“The traitor,” said Pilgrim. “I need to–”

“He’s dead,” Montrose interrupted. “Someone put a bullet through his brain while we were talking to him.”

There was silence on the line for a moment. “And I hope you managed to escape unharmed?”

“Yeah, we’re cool,” said Kirsty.

Montrose shook his head. “We’re trapped in a coffee shop with the police crawling all over the place, that’s not cool.”

“They think we’re running,” said Kirsty. “We’re safer in here.”

“Listen...”

“I’m sure Kirsty has it covered,” said Pilgrim. “We need to concentrate on who wanted to silence Warrender.”

“No. What’s really pissing me off right now,” said Montrose, “is that someone is supposed to be helping us, yeah? That someone gives us the information that leads us to Captain Wolff and then leads us to Warrender and then someone shoots the old man just as he’s about to spill the beans. What the hell is going on?”

“Montrose, you’re not the only one in the dark. Certain information has been given to me in confidence, the source of which I can never reveal. It is an excellent source, but has its dangers. I have to ensure that we are not being played for fools. Now, I have some information from the people who are looking after me. An address in Holland Park was gutted by fire, just as it was being raided by the security services. I assume that’s the address you last visited. The Press have the story that it was a terrorist cell.”

“It was Warrender,” said Montrose. “He had the place rigged.”

“Indeed. I suspect what happened is that, given the imminent arrival of the CIA, Warrender was killed because he would have been captured. I would have very much liked to talk to him.”

Montrose heard the menace in Pilgrim’s voice.

Kirsty pulled the mic closer. “Mr. Pilgrim, he didn’t betray your brother. It was Warrender who was betrayed. We spoke to him. We were in his flat.

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