Day Six
They didn’t see the Police Chief at breakfast time, while they were eating, his phone had gone several times, he ignored the calls, Sally said she wanted them to stay in the room after breakfast, “I want it to be time for us, no distractions,” “I will have to check the calls, but once I have done that, I’m all yours.” She hung the ‘Do not Disturb’ notice on the outside of the door, she undressed and climbed back into bed.
Dave’s first call was to the Brigadier, he said there was a package from the trawler for him to collect, he also wanted to know where the Range Rover was. Dave said he would find out and call him back. Taff answered immediately, Dave asked him how he and Colin were, they were both OK, Taff said the car was in the long stay carpark at Manchester Airport, he said where in the carpark and how to find the keys. Dave called the Brigadier back, the final call was to Michael, Olivia’s husband, he and Dave were friends, Sally sat up and looked at Dave when she heard his name, “come round tomorrow night, you can explain what you want me to do, I can be free on Monday if that would help.” The quizzical look on Sally’s face meant she expected an explanation, “Michael has an issue with some customers who owe him money, he wonders if I can help him, they are coming round tomorrow night.” Once undressed, he joined Sally in bed, there wasn’t much sleeping done, it was as if they had been apart for weeks. It was the middle of the afternoon when they finally left the bed, Dave rang room service, as they came out the shower, two chicken salads had been delivered along with fries, apple pie and coffee, as they ate, Dave said he had to go to the MOD to pick up the clothes left on the boat. Sally said she would be in the bar when he came back.
In the MOD, there was a message, the Admiral wanted to see him, he was asked about the meeting last night, “I can’t say anything other than it doesn’t concern the MOD, it will all come out in due course, once it does, I will give you the background to it all.” The Brigadier wanted to talk about the raid, Dave listened and gave the information he was asked for. In the hotel, he put the package in the room, before looking for Sally in the bar, he found her talking with Jane and her partner Ruth. “We are dining out as a foursome this evening, I have booked a table at the Greek restaurant.” Dave would rather have stayed in and made love to Sally, but smiled when he was told. “I need to change first, Sally, will you come up with me, I have to show you something,” he said they wouldn’t be long. Once the door was closed, she asked what he had to show her, “there isn’t much time, get undressed,” taking off his trousers, he said this was what he had to show her. “You are meant to be getting changed,” she giggled as she pulled off her knickers. The lovemaking was fast and frantic, it was over all too quickly, both of them showered before dressing and going back down to the bar. If Jane guessed what they had been doing, she never said anything. The meal was good, Dave wondered why it was taking place, work hadn’t been discussed at all, Ruth was aware of the working arrangements Dave and Sally had. Afterwards, they walked back to the hotel, it was only when they were sitting with more drinks Jane said it was a year ago today they had saved her life following her kidnap. She dabbed her eyes with a tissue, Ruth put her arm round her. “Jane, we were just doing our jobs,” there were now more tears, “it was much more than that, you know that, it was the kindness shown to me afterwards. Both of you helped me, you brought Ruth and I back together again, there aren’t words to express my gratitude for that.” Dave said to stop it, he would blub if she carried on, when the drinks were finished, Jane asked for a taxi to be called. At the door, there were kisses, Jane hugged Dave for much longer than she should, his hand slipped down to rest on her bum, he gently squeezed it through her silk dress, there was no objection, none of the others saw it. They waited until the taxi had gone before Dave and Sally walked back into the hotel. “I have something to tell you when we are alone.” In bed, she was naked and sitting on top of Dave, “what do you have to tell me?” “As they were leaving, did you notice Jane hugging me, she wouldn’t let me go, my hand rested on her bum, I gave it a squeeze, I think she enjoyed it.” “Well, I think it’s time you did the same to my bum.”
Day Seven
They were back in the house by mid afternoon, Sally quickly wrote out a shopping list, passing it over she said to only buy what was on the list. She knew he would come back with items they didn’t need but he liked the look of. When he was gone, she called Olivia, she wanted to find out what was happening this evening. She said they would bring a takeaway with them.
Michael wasn’t his usual happy self, Olivia was quieter too, when they had eaten, Dave and Michael stayed in the dining room, “Dave, I don’t like doing this, but can I ask you to help me?” “If I can, I will.” “Several of my customers owe me money, one in particular owes me many thousands, he won’t pay or let me in to collect my machines. Now other companies are doing the same, I need some help.” “OK, the only day I’m free is Monday, unless you know if they work on Sunday.” Michael said they did, “can you get your staff in tomorrow, we will go and see the main one, I will have a word with him, it shouldn’t be a problem.” Michael smiled, Dave said he would be at his house around 10:30 in the morning, “Do you need any money, we have plenty in the house if you do?” There was a shake of the head, “no, I need to stop this now, if it carries on, the business would be unviable.”
Day Eight
Michael was waiting for him, Sally went in to stay with Olivia, Dave was wearing black overalls, there was a bulge underneath, Michael knew what it was. It was explained the unit was on the first floor of and old factory which had been converted into smaller units, “the one we are going to is one of the biggest, there are around fifty to sixty machines, twenty are mine.” They drove over to Michael’s warehouse, outside was his Transit van and lorry, five people were waiting. Dave was introduced, he said what they would be doing this morning, the lorry was to be parked off site, the Transit van would be used to block in the car of the owner. Michael’s heart was thumping as they drove to the unit. Dave put on a hi-viz vest, he and Michael went up the stairs, outside the door to the unit, he motioned to Michael to stand to one side, away from the CCTV camera. He pressed the bell, he could hear it ringing, a voice from the other side asked him who it was, “DPD, I have a delivery for you.” He heard two bolts being slid back, the door opened slightly, there was a chain preventing it opening any further. Dave stood back, he kicked the door, the chain gave way, the door hit the man, he fell back, Dave was in, he saw someone coming towards him with a baseball bat, he easily avoided it and broke the nose of his attacker, he picked up the bat, called Michael and then walked into the factory. All eyes were on him, “where’s Mr. Hussain?” A lady working at a sewing machine pointed towards a closed door. Dave walked up to it and turned the handle, the door was locked, it didn’t offer much resistance. Dave took the phone out of Mr. Hussain’s hand and dropped it on the floor, he stamped on it. Closing what was left of the door, he said he was here to have a chat. Michael had been on the phone before entering the office, his men were now standing in the entrance. Dave sat on the desk, “Mr. Parkes has told me you owe him some money, I’m here to make sure you pay him, he will also be taking away his machines today.” “Fuck off, I don’t owe him anything.” Dave hit him, it wasn’t too hard, “that’s the wrong attitude, I will give you one more chance to do the right thing and pay up.” Dave was about to be told to fuck off again. He raised his hand to stop him, “I work for the government, if you don’t pay, I will have immigration down here in thirty minutes, no one will be allowed to leave until they have checked all the employees. I think it’s £30k for each illegal you employ, Revenue and Customs will be here on Monday.” Dave unzipped his overalls, he took out his Glock, “the last option is I kill you, but none of us want that to happen.” He put it away again and did up the zip. Two younger men had now appeared, Michael said it was the sons. He went out to see them, one was carrying a piece of wood, the other had a knife. “I would put them down if you don’t want to spend the rest of the day in A & E, the one with the piece of wood swung it at Dave, he broke his nose before he could hit him, he then punched the hand of the other one forcing him to drop the knife. He went back into the office, Michael had given Mr. Hussain an invoice, the safe door was open, money was being taken out. “If you want to carry on using the machines then pay Mr. Parkes and additional month in advance, he will be calling round every month from now on to collect his money, any problems and I will be back.”
There was a crowd outside the door as they left, Dave asked if there were any others in the building who owed him money. They visited three more companies, there was no issues with collecting the debt, news had travelled fast. Michael returned to his unit, he paid the men, although they had done nothing, the two of them drove back. Sally and Olivia were waiting for them, the smile on Michael’s face told Olivia it had been a successful morning. She suggested they go out for lunch, while she was phoning, Dave changed, Michael asked how much he owed him, “nothing, it’s payback for the times you have helped me, I don’t think you will have any more trouble, if you do, let me know.” Dave went into the kitchen to ask Olivia for a coffee, there was only her there, she thanked Dave for what he had done, she went to kiss him, instead of his cheek, she tried to kiss him on the lips, he turned his head so she missed. “Olivia, I don’t think you should be doing that, it could cause a lot of trouble.” Sally came in, she saw the awkwardness but said nothing.
The pub was busy, lunch was good, but the noise meant there wasn’t much conversation. As they left the pub, Sally said they had a lot to do in preparation for next week and would be going home. In the car and on the way home Sally started, “what the fuck went on in the kitchen?” “Nothing,” “tell me the truth, I want to know.” “Wait until we are home.” Sally sat on an easy chair, she ordered Dave to sit down on the sofa. “I’m waiting, you don’t leave the sofa until you have told me the truth, I will know if you are lying.” “It’s nothing really,” “I’ll be the judge of that,” “I went into the kitchen once I had changed, I wanted a coffee, Olivia thanked me, I thought she would kiss me on the cheek, instead she tried for my lips, I turned away, the kiss ended up on my cheek. That’s it.” “The fucking bitch, I’ll kill her.” The door bell was ringing, neither of them moved, Sally finally got up, she returned with a crying Olivia. “Dave, leave us, wait upstairs.” Olivia sat where Dave had been, as he went upstairs, he could here Sally shouting, “what the fuck did you think you were doing?” Half an hour later, Sally called him down, there were two cups of coffee on the table, Olivia had stopped crying. “Sit on the other chair,” he did as he was told, Olivia turned towards him, “Dave I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have tried to kiss you like that, it will never happen again.” He asked if Michael knew, “no, he thinks Sally called asking me to come round.” “What about you two?” It was Sally who spoke. “Olivia has apologised, I have told her I will kill her if she ever tries anything like that again, she knows I mean it. If she hadn’t come round, I think it might have been the end of our friendship. We will carry on as if today hadn’t happened, but she isn’t to be alone with you.” Sally and Olivia hugged before she left, she didn’t kiss Dave, he was now out of bounds. When they were back in the lounge, she sat with Dave, “I’m amazed it took her this long to try it on, I know she said she was no longer screwing around, but I knew she wanted you, I told her I could see it in her face. She won’t dare go near you now. Would you have told me if I hadn’t come in?” “I’m not sure, nothing happened, I know how good a friend she is, I would hate to be the reason you fell out.” “What if she had really tried it on, say she stuck her hand down your trousers?” “That wouldn’t happen, but if it did, I would tell you. I told you when you first asked, I wouldn’t ever go with her, I love you, I would never do anything to upset you, yes, I have a bit of fun with Jane, but nothing will happen and I always tell you.” She moved so her head was in his lap, his hand slipped inside her tee shirt, slowly it moved up to her boobs, there was no resistance. Sally led him upstairs, later, she lay across his body, “she’s not the only one, women look at you, I’m pleased, but at the same time I am always watching in case someone tries it on.” “I have to get ready for tomorrow, I want to check on a few things, and make a call.” Sally said he could do it later, she moved to be on top of him.
Dave sat in the office, he was wearing a towel it didn’t cover much. Sally stood in the doorway naked, “I’m going for a shower, do you want anything afterwards” He smiled, “I meant food.” Dave said coffee and sandwiches would be good. Using his software, he logged on to the CIA website, the flaws he had shown them previously had been patched, however his latest version still let him in. He checked Cyrus Grantly’s diary, he was in London, there was nothing booked after 11:30 tomorrow. Taking out a burner phone he called, it was answered almost immediately. Dave said who he was and waited for Cyrus to place him, “how are you Dave, I understand you have been a little busy recently?” “I’m fine, I hope you, Marybeth and the children are OK. Dave, it’s Sunday, what do you want?” “Can we meet tomorrow, there isn’t anything in your diary after 11:30, preferably in a neutral place.” “How do you know what I am doing tomorrow?” “I looked, we can discuss that tomorrow at the same time. What about 12:30 in Costa at Waterloo Station?” “What is this about?” “Be there tomorrow, I will tell you.”
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