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Chapter 2.

"He's getting worse." Ros stated as she walked along the ornate corridors of Whitehall. Harry pinched his nose as he tried and failed to keep his temper in check. Towers was the most infuriating man he had ever worked with; and that was an accomplishment in itself.

"Ros."

"Seriously Harry, does he have any idea what we do? Please God let there be a general election soon."

"Can't see that happening." Harry sighed. "Come on Ros, we may have a reshuffle before much longer."

"Yeah." She turned to see another two civil servants approach Towers' office. She turned back to Harry. "We don't get that lucky."

Harry smirked as he realised Ros was right. Rolling his eyes he dug in his pocket for the mobile phone that refused to be ignored. "Adam. This better be good." He paused as he listened to his former Section Chief. "We're on the way back. Have everyone in the Briefing Room when I return. I am not having this lot playing silly buggers. Not now."

"What this time?" Ros asked as Harry marched away from her.

"It seems someone has begun to finance our friend Anderson." Harry snapped. "Someone thinks his idealist nonsense is actually worth listening to."

"Happy New Year." Ros muttered under her breath and followed him.

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Catherine smiled as her cameraman jogged across the street to meet her. The rain had soaked the older man to the skin but he seemed as cheerful as ever.

"Hiya."

"Hi."

"You alright? Cath?"

"Yeah. Fine." She smiled, lying through her teeth. "Why?"

"You look like you've seen a ghost."

"Billy, if I told you I had you would never believe me." She sighed before linking her arm through his. "Come on, show me what this fabulous location you found is all about." She resisted the urge to look behind her, knowing that whoever it was that was following her o never make himself known when she was with someone of Billy's size. Bullies only tended to pick on those smaller than themselves, not someone Harry had once described as being built like a brick outhouse. Billy nodded before telling her all about the youth hostel that had agreed to let them film and the surrounding areas. Shaking her head and smiling she could almost forget what had happened in Oxford Street. Almost.

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"Harry wants us all in the Briefing Room when he and Ros get back." Adam stated calmly. "Ruth, do we have any idea what this joker is planning?"

"The chatter seems to suggest an attack in the next twenty four to forty eight hours. GCHQ seem to have got themselves into a bit of a panic about it."

"When don't they?" Dimitri raised an eyebrow.

"Exactly." Erin agreed. "Anderson is supposed to be small fry. How does his little group of religious fanatics get so powerful?"

"Money." Tariq stated as he tapped a few keys on his computer. "He has just received a few large payments into his bank account."

"Can we find out who sent them?" Dimitri asked. Calum smirked as Tariq pulled a face.

"Is the sky blue?"

"Not today." Beth bit her bottom lip as Tariq pulled a face.

"If we had a computer genius or three." Ruth teased as all three members of the Geek Squad looked suitably offended.

"What do you mean IF!" Tariq shook his head. "I'll find out where the money came from. You work out where it's going."

"That's a plan. "Lucas stated. "Right? How do we do that?"

"I have an asset." Ruth looked at the assembled spooks. "Oh come on. Don't look at me like that."

"Ruth, every time you go out in the field something happens." Dimitri watched as she tried not to look too indignant.

"No it does not."

"Kidnapped by racists, saved Adam with a tree branch, met a Chinese asset who was shot dead in front of you. Stabbed on the doorstep of Thames House." Zaf ticked the list off on his fingers.

"Ok, ok." Ruth sighed. "But that was only the three times."

"Ruth." Beth swallowed, aware that Ruth was not taking kindly to being teased. "You have Nick and Gracie to consider now too. Who is this asset?"

"Anderson's wife." Ruth watched as the rest of the team fell silent. "I went to school with her."

"You went to school with the wife of a religious extremist that wants to kill anyone who disagrees with his views."

"I didn't get to choose what school I went to." Ruth pulled a face. "I was eleven."

"And you've kept in touch?" Beth asked.

"No. I barely see anyone from those days but Hannah contacted me. She knew I was something to do with the security services and wanted out. She's worried his fanaticism is getting out of hand. And it seems she is right."

The room fell silent as the Pod doors whooshed open. Harry looked around as Ros threw her jacket on the chair next to her desk.

"Briefing Room now."

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