Dalriada by Ron Culley

Author:Ron Culley
Format: epub

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Thorpe picked up the phone.

“Thorpe!”

“Jack Strachan. I’ve read the Dalriada letter and have the nod from everyone who matters. The SAS will be deployed according to the assessments made by Director, Security Forces and will be concealed around ten sites suggested in the letter. They’re sending a unit of forty men from Secret Intelligence Service Operations and they sound formidable. They’re formed from contingents from other elite units including the Special Boat Service, the Joint Support Group and the Special Reconnaissance Regiment and are all trained in Black Ops so I wouldn’t give your man Dalriada much chance against them. And incidentally, your notion that they’d be delighted to get some kind of action hasn’t gone down too well. These boys are trained to lie in a cold muddy puddle for three days just so they can pull a trigger and send someone to meet their maker but using forty of them to lie in wait for one person who is most unlikely to turn up at their location is not, I repeat, not as enticing as playing darts in their recreation and fitness centre.”

“Tough luck! And when are they being deployed?”

“They are already on their way and we can expect them to be in position by tonight. They’ve selected ten potential targets. SAS men will be deployed to safeguard each target. The initial deployment is expected to last for a week but we’ll review it after four days. The Minister’s view is that we can’t allow this fellow Dalriada to make a fool of us by announcing an attack then carrying it out successfully. Each and every one of the possible sites he mentioned in Scotland will be protected other than those at sea. They have permission to use lethal force if circumstances require it.”

“That’s a mistake, sir. We need to disappear this bastard. If he’s shot, half the population of Scotland will turn up at his funeral to see him come down from the cross. He’ll be an absolute martyr. The instruction must be to arrest and hold until I arrive. He’ll disappear without trace and people will soon forget his antics.”

“You may have a point. I’ll make another call.”

Thorpe ended the conversation and walked to the open door of his office. Putting his head out into a corridor he shouted to attract the attention of his fellow MI5 colleague, Bill Morton.

“Bill! Do you still have that old guy, McCalliog downstairs?”

A disembodied voice replied, “Aye, he’s still in a cell but he’s not talking.”

“Okay, I’ll have a go.”

Thorpe returned to his office and opened a large bag containing his change of clothes, medicaments and bathroom accessories. Feeling beneath the clothes, he pulled out a brown paper parcel and unwrapped it then, pulling on latex gloves, he took the metal and plastic device he’d uncovered and walked down to the detention suite in which McCalliog was being held. He nodded to a young police officer.

“Bring McCalliog to the briefing room please.”

A few minutes later, Forbes McCalliog shuffled into the room to see Thorpe sitting at the far end of a table.

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