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Chapter 2 Part 7 “Oh Debbie, what am I going to do with you, grown up like a woman, yet so young.” “Auntie that is not nice. I am so grown up, I have my periods and my boobs have grown and my entire lady garden and I shave my legs, and I have kissed Timothy and we have done tongues.” “Yes dear, I am sure that you are quite a young lady, and yes I know that your body has grown up around you. All you have to do now is wait for the rest of you to catch up with it.” “Oh Auntie, I thought you would really understand, you sound just like Auntie Geraldine, and look at her, just working all the time, she’s just no fun at all. I hope I don’t get old like her.”

chapter 2 part 6 The stock taking done, it was time for a long glass of cold water. As she turned the tap on to let the water flow, she put her jug under the tap to catch the first, stale flow. Whilst it may not be for her, it was perfect for her potted and house plants, and water was a commodity she did not like to waste. As the jug neared full the phone trilled once more. She put the jug down into the sink and ran across to the desk, bent across and lifted the receiver. As she straightened the curled knot of wire lifted the base of the phone, causing it to swing and hit her right breast, eliciting a slight wince as yes answered. “Hello?” “Hello Auntie, how are you and how’s work?” “Oh hi Debbie, I’m just fine, and work is quite busy, and what about you?” “Great, look, can I ask you a favour, you know, this is a really big favour. I’m not sure that dad would go with it, you know what he is like about your job.” “Yes love, but I’m not really comfortable with going against...

Chapter 2 - part 5 “You said that there was a potentially covert meet after the switch?” “Yes sir” “Seems odd to me, a switch followed straight away by a meet.” “Yes sir, one of the reasons for the call. All the signs are there but it could be a blind.” “Okay Natalie. Thank you for the call. I assume there is no suspicion by Trader that this was observed in any way?” “The observer and exerciser both say not sir. Both are unknown to Trader.” “Natalie, thank you. There is no need for further action unless matters progress. You may advise me if the identity of the source, when known, is cause for concern, otherwise I shall review developments on Monday.” “Thank you sir.” The call was finished and he sat there pondering the possibilities and the options. He could not afford to apply hope or wishes. He could only go on the facts, and so far there were only indications that could lead to compromise, there were no facts that concluded any wrong doing. If, in his opinion, t...

chapter 2, part 4 “Go ahead Natalie; do I need to know who the observer was?” “No Sir, he is fully up to date with his appraisals and is fully SQEP for this. Both the exerciser and the observer witnessed the events unfold sir.” He looked at the leather bound clock on his desk. This conversation was already several minutes old, and still he was none the wiser as to who, never mind what. “Natalie, can we cut to the nub please.” “Yes sir, sorry sir. The situation occurred in the Royals and in the opinion of those present seemed a little contrived sir.” The Royals referred to Gloucestershire, a county favoured by the Royal Family and their associates for homes and weekend retreats. At any given moment in time the Royal Protection force were busier in that county than any other on the mainland. Thus the county became known through the various services as the Royals. “In what way contrived Natalie” “Well sir contact was made with one of our own, and to be quite ...

Chapter 2, part 3 “Yes sir. Sorry to bother you sir, but there is a little something that has cropped up. Purely by coincidence we think, but your instructions have always been explicit in this area.” “And this area being what exactly?” “Sir, at approximately 1033 hours this morning an encounter took place that was not expected and subsequently developed into a further meeting.” He sighed again and leant back into his chair. This looked as if it was going to be one of those reports that were officious and pernickety and would end up being nothing. They would only end up being nothing after an exhaustive and interrogative discussion with the Duty Manager who had seen fit to call him. Why these people couldn’t just get straight to the point and tell him what was up was a never ending source of annoyance. Duty Manager this morning was Natalie Turner, ferociously inquisitive, and able to connect dots in many directions to give a very early picture. Often the picture just ended...

Chapter 2, part 2 This month it was their turn to host and they had decided to prepare a spicy lentil soup, a Chateau Briand as the main course, followed by a fruit pie and custard, with some fine cheeses and biscuits to conclude. The rolls for accompanying the soup were rolled, kneaded, prepared and sitting on the side of the kitchen, waiting for their turn in the oven. The lentils had soaked and were now marinating in the spices ready for their transformation into soup. The butcher had delivered the meat, and the cheeses were resting in the larder. As he expected, all preparations were going exactly to plan. He had not planned for the diversion in his pocket however. The pager vibrating quietly in his pocket could potentially ruin the evening. It would require his attention be diverted from assisting his wife, and his focus to be elsewhere. “Mary, sorry dear. Just something I have to pop into the study for. Back in a jiff.” “Well don’t be long, the pastry needs doing and you know th...

Chapter 2 part 1  Covert Observations There was a soft vibration in his pocket. He sighed and looked across at his wife who was preparing fruit for the pudding later that evening. It was their turn as hosts in the dinner club and the guests would be arriving around eight for an evening of dining, wining and ‘bon homie’ expecting to conclude around midnight. The rules were simple, the hosts had to prepare all the food themselves, and also had to import the wines. No friends, servants, maids or other assistants were allowed, and it was expected that those hosts who employed such, would ensure that it was their night off and that they would be long gone before eight, naturally not returning until after the dinner concluded and guests had gone. A plate of snacks and light refreshments would also have to be provided for those of the guests that would, by necessity, be accompanied. Whilst not part of the dining ensemble, the accompanying extras could not allowed to be far away, usually...