We finish our cigarettes and go back into the interrogation room. I sit down, ready to go into the real part of why I am here. What I did after that.

"Now, you said that you had called Bosch at 'The Smoke' and there was still no sign of your target?" he asks, looking at me. I feel his gaze piercing straight into me, I feel my teperature rising. I just nod my head in agreement. He looks at me, beckoning me on with his eyes.

"That is correct. By now, I was getting worried, and I was also puzzled why she had not come out of her flat yet. I decided to give her a call, as her uncle, or something like that. I was beginning to get the feeling that something was not right." he raises his eyebrows at my understatement. I feel the need to defend myself.

"I had someone who was not responding and who I didn'treally trust at that point. All I knew was that things were not as I had planned and I was getting anxious to sort out why. This time, lives were dependant on it."

"Carry on" he tells me. I know he can sense my unease as he pushes me for more information. I feel he knows more than he is letting on. I nod my head and take a sip of tepid water. Wish I hadn't bothered. I continue.

"After I had got no reply and left three messages to her, I decided something was incredibly wrong. I phoned Bosch and told him to get his, er, himself back to me asap. It just did not feel right. I had no idea what was going on in there.

"Well, would you like to know what was going on in there?" The bombshell I had been waiting for. I knew that he was holding something back. I nod my head, wondering what was coming.... would it help or hang me? "Miss Davis has been in cobtact with us, by telephone. She gave me a statement.... would you like to hear it ?" I nod my my head, waiting for what is coming. I also find that I am incredibly curious.he clears his throat.

"It seems you are right" he looks at me pointedly. "After the men had tied me up with my arms tied to the ceiling, they left me, coming in every so often to make sure I was not going anywhere. They needn't have bothered. I was going nowhere. They kept coming in and telling me what their boss was going to do to me. it was pretty graphic I can tell you. I was just left alone nost of the time, but I could not get out. They were around the flat looking for those bloody disks." I feel my unease at actually hearing from her what had been going on. It send a chill down my spine. he continues reading.

"Then three of them come in and let my arms down. Although it was a great relief, I still have to wonder what they have in mind for me now. While I am still tied I am told to stand very still. The big guy cut off my dress and threw me down onto the bed."

"The big guy ?" I ask "That would be Simons" he looks at me and nods his head.

"After that" he continues, "they tied me down onto the bed, and told me that they were preparing me for when he was coming. I could hear the phone ringing, all I could do was hope that "whatshisname" was trying to get in touch and knew something was wrong. Once again, they left me.I decided that it was time to try and get out of there, beofre they came back and before The Boss arrived"

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"I watched them leave and instantly started to test their ropework. Fortunately, they had not made quite a good a job as the first time. As long as they stayed away long anough, I reckoned that I had a good chance of getting out."

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"I found myself twisting and turning, straining against the ropes" he continues to read. I can almost feel her vulnerability. I reckon this would be the time that I was getting ready to come in. I am proved correct in this guess.

"Just as I finally find a decent knot to have a go at, I hear some terrible noise downstairs. It sounds like all hell has broken loose. It seems my knight in shiny armour has arrived. By the sound of it, with a big gun." I smile at the description of me. I nod and inform him that it was my M16 rifle

"You take M16's on missions?" he asks incredulously. I shrug my shoulders apologetically. "Anyway, we'll come to that later" he says with a sigh.

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He continues to read.

"Once I knew that they were going to be busy with that little sweetie downstairs" I feel myself blush as he looks at me quizzically. he then smiles at the thought of me being called a little sweetie. I see the funny side too, anly I try to picture what i would have looked like right then. A sweetie with an M16. I cannot help but laugh out loud. Fortunately, he joins in. Midst all the mirth, he puts on his serious face again. I follow suit.

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"Once I had got my hands free, the rest was just a doddle. I got out and got dressed as quickly as I could. It still sounded like a World War dowstairs, but I knew how deperate that my knight would be to see me all naked again..... Again ?" he asks me with a puzzled expression.

"Ignore her," I tell him, wanting to hear the end of her statement. "She's like that"

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"I got myself out of there after I had got dressed. I always have a secret little escape route wherever I go. Please apologise for not hanging around, but I wanted to get these disks somewhere safe." He looks up at me.

"By the time I had got upstairs, all that was left was an empty bed" I explain. "I am glad she got away" He nods his head in agreement.

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Prologue

 

Things seem to have worked out well for me. I am not facing any disciplinary action and I get to keep my unit. I didn't get to get hold of Stone, lack of evidence..... after all, he never got the disks. Even though it was all a screw up, noone got hurt, except his cronies.

Thinking of the disks, they got returned through the post. I don't know where she is now, but I at least can contact her.

Stone is up to his usual tricks, I reckon people he is doing business with are kidnapping girls and sending them somewhere. I'd love to nail that ponce to the floor. I can't get to him.... he would see me coming a mile off.

Fortunately, I have a friend to help. Should be calling me soon.