Trojan by Alan McDermott

Author:Alan McDermott [McDermott, Alan]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
ISBN: 9781503942127
Publisher: Thomas & Mercer
Published: 2017-01-12T00:00:00+00:00

David Manners checked his tablet as his colleague pulled into the outside lane to overtake a slow-moving lorry. The motorway journey had taken an hour so far, and they still had another sixty miles to go. Commuter traffic and roadworks meant they wouldn’t hit Birmingham until after ten, but he was at least grateful for the change of scenery. After days of watching people do nothing at all, moving felt good. The lead might turn out to be nothing, but it beat sitting in the back of a van for hours on end, waiting for a suspect to do something more sinister than put the bins out.

‘It’s stopped moving,’ he said to Tom Gaines, who was sitting behind the wheel. They’d been tracking the suspect’s phone reception since leaving London that morning, and it had been on the move up to this point.

‘Where is it now?’ Gaines asked.

Manners changed the view on the handset to show the satellite image rather than the computer-generated map, then selected ‘Street View’ and looked at the location from ground level.

‘In a school.’

‘I’ll bet you twenty quid they dumped it and a kid picked it up. It’s going to be a waste of time.’

‘I agree, but we have to see it through. It could be a staff member.’

He entered the location of the school into the car’s satnav. He hoped Gaines was wrong, but deep down he had a feeling this was going to be a fruitless journey. The people they were up against tended to know a thing or two about covering their tracks, as the information they’d received from Harvey confirmed. The text message had been sent from the middle of a park, hundreds of yards from any surveillance cameras, and it would be impossible to check everyone who left the area. If it had been dropped, the chances of finding the person who’d sent the text were slim to none.

He called Harvey to inform him of the situation; unsurprisingly, the section lead had the same misgivings.

‘Park up outside the school and wait until the phone leaves the grounds. You’ll probably have to wait until after three, but we might get lucky if they take a lunch break.’

With his orders confirmed, Manners settled in for the rest of the journey. He kept an eye on the device, but the signal never moved, and ninety minutes later they had parked fifty yards from the school entrance.

Manners told the driver to take the first watch while he went in search of food. Ten minutes later, he came back with coffee, sandwiches and an assortment of chocolate bars. They chatted about upcoming holidays and their impatient kids until the red dot on the screen caught Manners’s attention.

‘The phone is moving,’ he said, noting the time for his report. It was 12:47, and they were fully alert. Kids began filing out of the building, heading in small groups towards the local shops, but the dot on the screen remained within the boundary of the main building. By

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