A Terminal Agenda (The Severance Series, Book 1) by Mark McKay

Author:Mark McKay
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: police procedural, action thriller, crime thriller, crime detective fiction, crime fiction murder
Publisher: Mark McKay

Chapter 13

Nick was late in to the station the following day. He had stayed home to wait until the local surgery opened, so he could make an appointment for Lauren to have a check-up. She insisted that she felt fine, although she was clearly worried about her limited hearing and how long it might stay that way. And she thought her pregnancy was fine too, she just wanted a doctor to agree with her. There was no need for her to go into the office, someone from there had called while they were on their way back from the hospital, tracking down the people they had on site at Canary Wharf. Lauren was advised to take a day or two off and recuperate.

As a consequence, it was almost 10 a.m. when he arrived at Bishopsgate. With what had happened yesterday, he wondered if he should cancel his trip to Japan. Nobody had as yet claimed responsibility for the bombings, but to Nick’s mind the photo accompanying the message on the bank’s monitors was indication enough. He decided to call Bonnaire in Paris and share his concerns. The Paris detective might have some news on Le Roux’s business dealings by now, too. Before he had the chance to translate that thought into action, Yvonne appeared at his desk.

‘You found Lauren, I hear. She OK?’

‘Partly deaf, but yes, she is.’

‘That’s good. I thought you should know, two men from SO15 are here. They want to talk to you.’

SO15 was the Police Counter Terrorism Command. It was their job to prevent events like yesterday’s attack. They worked with the Intelligence Services and anyone else who could help achieve that objective.

‘Ah, they must have worked it out, then. Where did you put them?’

Yvonne looked bemused. ‘Upstairs in meeting room 3. Worked out what?’

‘Tell you later. Better not keep them waiting.’

He took DCI Derek Simms upstairs with him. Simms would be handling the case in his absence so whatever SO15 wanted, Simms would need to know about it.

The two men seated in meeting room 3 didn’t get up when he and Simms walked in. They were casually dressed, both in their mid-thirties. They introduced themselves as Flynn and Halloran, no mention of rank. Flynn was small and slim. He had thinning black hair brushed back from his forehead and plastered down with jell. His face was dark and humourless. Halloran had no hair at all. He was taller than Flynn and thickly built and his chubby red face mirrored his colleague’s disenchantment.

‘Wondering why we’re here?’ asked Halloran, once Nick and Simms had made their own introductions.

‘I assume it has something to do with the message on the bank monitors.’

The two SO15 men exchanged glances. ‘How do you know about that?’

Nick told them about Lauren.

‘I see,’ said Halloran. ‘Bad business. Five hundred dead and counting. Two major investment banks disrupted and an attack on the financial system to boot. And a major embarrassment all round. We had no intelligence on this one.’ His look suggested that this might have been avoidable.

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