Watch.’Outside, the street-lights had come on. Less than thirty seconds later Grey Streak passed the front window, heading back towards the station.‘That’s the first one I saw.’ The source also walked past as she sat back in her chair and picked up her brew. He didn’t bother looking in. Finally, as she took a sip, Navy followed suit. I powered up my cell. ‘He’s lying. Let’s take ’em. You start.’She did the same with hers, then her bag went over her left shoulder as she stood up, making sure that her leather jacket covered the Browning on her right hip as we kissed goodbye. I hit redial as she stepped out of the front door and disappeared. ‘Hello? Do you have me?’‘Yep, good. That’s Navy on the right . . . approaching the station . . . into the station now. All three unsighted.’I was on my feet and out on Cowcross. Suzy was maybe twenty metres ahead of me on the right-hand pavement, just short of the pub.‘I’ll go complete the station.’ I could hear the PA system and the noise of the ticket hall before she spoke.
