"Oh Jonathon, this is Dale Clarke. He's our new personal trainer. Could you please show him to the gym facilities please" Mr Hilton ordered one of the other personal trainers, Jonathon Pascoe.

Agreeing, Jonathon led Smithy to the gym area, leaving Kerry, Rebecca and Cameron to get shown to their area of work.

"Okay Cameron, do you know much about alcohol?" Hilton asked the Aussie.

Both Rebecca and Kerry chocked as they tried to keep in a laugh.

"I know a little Sir" Cameron replied, shooting a look at the girls.

"Good. Sky"

The threesome looked at each other, slightly confused.

"Sky?" Rebecca asked, wondering what the new boss was talking about, but it soon became clear.

"Yes this is Sky Macpherson. He's our fully trained and brilliant bar manager who, Mr Tait, is also from Australia, isn't that right Sky"

"It is indeed Sir. G'day, you must be my new bartender. Come on, I'll show you the ropes" he greeted Cameron.

Rebecca raised her eyebrows as she took in the beauty of the figure stood before her.

"You know Mr Hilton, I'm sure I would make an excellent barmaid person" she stumbled.

Putting her arm around her younger sister, Kerry muttered

"Come on now sister, close your mouth. We're here to be waitresses not barmaid...people"

As the girls turned to walk off with Mr Hilton, Sky called out

"You two are sisters? And you're the new waitresses? Well girls if you have any problems, come see Sky"

With red blushing cheeks, Rebecca smiled and replied

"Oh we certainly will. Have fun Cameron"

Rebecca rushed to catch up with her sister who was stood in the middle of the restaurant along side Hilton. Apart from a few people having breakfast, the restaurant was empty.

"Katrina this is Kerry and Rebecca Jones, they are your new waitresses" he told the French born Kitchen manager.

"Oh Bonjour Mademoiselles, welcome to Le Meurice. Do you speak any French?" she asked.

Before Kerry could answer, Rebecca chipped in.

"I can speak fluent French but my sister here can only speak the odd words. Is that going to be a problem?"

Shaking her head and smiling, Katrina replied

"No that should be okay. Not many French people stay in a French hotel; it's mostly holiday makers so most people will be speaking English. If there is the odd person who speaks French and you are unsure of what they are saying, just ask your sister or myself" she explained to Kerry.

With that, Benny Hilton walked off, leaving the four officers to settle in to their new jobs.


"Miss Ramsey"

"Ah Bonjour Mr Pascoe" a red haired lady replied and as she turned around, Smithy recognised her as one of the gang straight away.

"Miss Ramsey, this is Mr Dale Clarke, he's going to be your new personal trainer as he's replacing Pedra. That okay?" young Jonathon explained.

Smiling, the red haired looked Smithy up and down.

"That sure won't be a problem. Nice to meet you"

She held her hand out for Smithy to shake it and he was so nervous because he had been on the hotel premises for no longer than fifteen minutes and there she was; one of the people he had been sent out to France to keep an eye on and hopefully arrest.

Taking a gulp, Smithy shook her hand and greeted

"Lovely to meet you Mademoiselle"

"Oh well, you're certainly not French. English?" she asked and Smithy replied

"Indeed. London"

"Lovely, you'll have to tell me a bit about it sometime. Right, shall we get to work? What's my new schedule?"

With that, Smithy nervously led the red haired over to a small desk area in the corner of the room so they could work out her new gym routine together.


"Okay is there anything else you'd like to know?" Sky asked Cameron as he showed him around the bar area.

Shaking his head, Cameron replied

"Nope, I don't think so anyway. Cheers. So, what part of Oz are you from?"

"New South Wales, my family still live out there so I miss them a lot but, I've booked to go out there in three weeks time to see them. Can't wait"

Cameron smiled and explained

"Sounds great. I miss Australia but I might take a trip back over there sometime"

Ignoring what Cameron had just said, Sky started questioning Cameron.

"So what made you come to France?"

Quickly racking his brain for an answer, Cameron said the first thing that slipped into his head.

"Change of Scenery"

"From Oz? If I was back out in Oz, I wouldn't want a change of scenery"

"Ah I've been travelling for a while. I have a daughter who lives in London with her mum. Then, I decided to come to France and see if there was anything out here for me"

For a moment, Sky just looked at Cameron before adding

"And how did you land yourself a job here? I didn't even know they were advertising"

"Sky" Rebecca called.

"Yes my darling, what can I do for you?"

The thought that popped into both Cameron and Rebecca's head was 'cheesy'

"Oh umm, Kerry wanted to ask you something" Rebecca said, lying and not really wanting his help but she had overheard the discussion between him and Cameron and decided to help her Aussie friend out.

As Sky stood down from behind the bar and walked to the other end of the restaurant, Cameron whispered to Rebecca.
"Thank you"

Raising her eyebrows and sighing, Rebecca quietly asked

"Don't you think he was coming on a bit strong then? Maybe we should be keeping an eye on him too?"

Cameron gave a slight huff and replied

"Seriously? Bec we've been here five minutes. How can you say that? He's a nice enough guy"

"Cam, we've been here five minutes. How do you know he's a nice guy? I have an instinctive feeling that he may be part of it all. Just be careful"

Before Cameron could reply, Sky returned looking confused.

"Kerry's not there"

Faking a confused face and knowing that Kerry had gone to the toilets through the top exit, Rebecca replied

"Oh isn't she? Oh I'll find her and see what she wanted you for" before walking off.

Cameron stepped behind the bar with Sky as people started entering the restaurant/bar area and tried to be a professional bartender but couldn't help but think about what Rebecca had just told him. Maybe she was right, maybe Sky was in on the whole drugs operation and was an insider or something. Cameron decided that he would have to subtly try to get more information out of the other Aussie.


"Rebecca do you want to go for some lunch now? The afternoon staff have arrived" Katrina asked her new waitress

Nodding, Rebecca replied

"Sure, where do I go?"

Katrina explained that she could either eat in the restaurant but the food could take ages or could go upstairs to the staff canteen on the first floor.

"If you want food down here, if you just tell myself or Sky in the mornings and we'll make sure it's ready for your lunch time because we both start at 6am. If you go upstairs, you can either buy food up there or bring your own food, pack lunch. Do you want me to get someone to show you where it is?"

Shaking her head, Rebecca smiled and replied that she would find it.

"Okay, you can one hour. See you soon" Katrina said before walking off to give some one of table 5 their lunch.

Rebecca signalled to Kerry that she needed a word so, after Kerry finished wiping down one of the tables, she walked over towards her younger sister.

"Are you okay if I go for lunch upstairs? Katrina said I could"

Kerry nodded.

"Okay, keep your eye out okay"

Once again, Kerry nodded and watched as her sister walked out of the restaurant area and headed towards the silver lift to go upstairs.


"Bonjour, vous parlez anglais?" Rebecca asked the cook in the staff canteen as she wasn't sure if he spoke English.

"Qui, I speak little English Mademoiselle. You want?"

Rebecca chuckled to herself as she thought it was funny when people from a different country tried to speak English.

"Poulet et des frites s'il vous plait" Rebecca replied, asking for chicken and chips and realising it was probably easier for the cook if she spoke in French rather than English.

"Qui, please sit Mademoiselle"

Rebecca smiled and replied

"Merci" in thanks.

Rebecca turned to see Smithy sat at a table in the corner of the room and walked towards him.

Fully aware that there were other members of staff sitting on the table next to him, Rebecca had to be careful not to blow their cover.

"Hi, how are you finding your first day umm...Mr Clarke right?" she spoke in a friendly manner as if she didn't really know him.

Knowing why she was putting on an act, Smithy smiled, held out his hand to shake Rebecca's and replied

"Please, call me Dale"

Taking a seat next to him, Rebecca added

"Hi Dale, I'm Rebecca"

For the next five minutes, hardly any conversation passed between the two some because they were unsure what to say without potentially blowing their cover and true identities. So, while Smithy tucked into his fish and chips, Rebecca flicked through a French glossy magazine and waited for her food to be cooked. Just then, everyone from the other table stood up and left the canteen, leaving the two Sunhill cops on their own, except for the cooking staff that couldn't hear them and didn't speak much English anyway.

Lowering her voice, Rebecca started an actual conversation with her good friend.

"So, how's it going gym boy?"

Smirking, Smithy explained

"Well actually, I've already met one"

Raising her eyebrows, Rebecca asked

"One what? Potential girlfriend? Some slim, fit, hot, blonde haired female?"

Smirking again and looking into Rebecca's eyes, Smithy stated jokingly

"Did you just describe yourself Miss Jones?"

Rebecca playfully hit Smithy on the arm and muttered

"Haha. No seriously, one what?"

"A red haired, Aussie"

Rebecca gasped as she realised who Smithy was talking about.

"You've met her already?" What is she like?"

Smithy wasn't sure what to say but gave it a good go.

"I can't...describe her. It's like, she acts all hard and you can tell that she's strong and feisty. She put on this fake lovely, flirty thing for like two minutes then got all bossy with me. It was a strange moment"

Leaning into Smithy, Rebecca jokingly whispered

"I bet you loved it"

Smithy glanced at Rebecca and she looked at him. For a moment, the two colleagues looked into each other's eyes.

"Mademoiselle..."

"Oh merci Monsieur" Rebecca thanked as the male French chef brought over her dinner.

Smithy was unsure of what to say. He and Rebecca had just shared 'a moment' and the young Sergeant was confused.

"Bec..." he started but Rebecca interrupted him.
"Sky's here!"

Smithy looked up to see a tall, brown haired male walking towards him carrying a small black lunch box and a bottle of water.

"G'day Rebecca, who's your friend here?"

Rebecca swallowed the chip in her mouth before speaking.

"Sky this is Smi..." she started but suddenly realised she had messed up by starting to say Smithy.

"Sorry what's your name again?" Rebecca asked Smithy, pretending to forget.

Holding out his hand and shaking Sky's hand, Smithy introduced himself.

"Hi, I'm Dale Clarke. I'm the gyms newest personal trainer. You an Aussie?"

Sky nodded before sticking a fork full of garden peas into his mouth.

"Where in England you from then, Dale?"

Not thinking anything of it, Dale replied

"London"

"The other new guy Cameron, his daughter and her mother are from London"

Smithy wasn't sure what to say next but was very grateful that Rebecca cut in.

"A lot of people are from London Sky"

Laughing, the Aussie stated

"You're not. I can tell by your accent. Where you and your sister Kerry from?"

"Essex. It's a place in the UK, know it?"

Sky shook his head, although he knew that he did.

Finishing up her food, Rebecca stood up from the table.
"Right, Dale enjoy the rest of your first day. Sky, I'll see you downstairs yeah?"

Dale smiled and Sky replied

"You sure will baby"

Rebecca put on a fake smile as she walked away. When she had first clasped her eyes on Sky earlier that morning, she had thought he was quite alright but now he was just turning cheesy, calling her darling and baby all the time.


Back downstairs, Rebecca stepped out of the lift and started walking towards the restaurant area, which had suddenly filled up and was now full of hungry customers and visitors. Just as she started walking towards Kerry who was stood at the other end of the restaurant, Rebecca heard a familiar voice.

"I will not be told what to do or where to sit thank you very much. Forget it. I shall eat in my room. Goodbye!"

Rebecca spun around and squeezed past the people waiting to be served but as she made it out of the restaurant, the blonde undercover police officer couldn't see anyone, let alone who she thought it was.
Ding

That was the noise of the lift reaching ground floor and as Rebecca quickly turned her attention towards the lifts, a brown haired woman wearing a long red cot stepped in and the doors closed behind her.

"Surely not" Rebecca thought to herself.

Thinking she must have just been imagining it, Rebecca returned to the restaurant to help Katrina with the busy lunch time while Kerry went on her lunch break.


"So are you here permanently now then, Mr Clarke?"

Smithy pressed the stop button the treadmill and watched the Aussie red haired lady step off.

"Well, it's my first day aint it so, see how it goes" Smithy replied, trying to act as normal as possible but a bit wary of saying too much.

Seizing the moment, Smithy decided to try and get some information out of the red haired.

"So, what part of Australia are you from then?"

Instantly, the woman replied

"Sydney"

"Oh right, the city. That's the same place as...as that new bartender guy Cameron is from" Smithy explained, keeping up the act that he and Cameron had only met that morning.

"Is he? I've not met him; you'll have to introduce me to him"

Smithy nodded before speaking again.

"So ummm, Miss Ramsey..."

"Please, call me Shelia" the woman interrupted.

Raising his eyebrow, Smithy chuckled.

"Shelia? What an original Aussie name"

The look on the young woman's face changed to a stern, angry looking one.

"Are you making fun of my name Clarke?"

Realising that she hadn't taken it as a joke, Smithy lost the smile on his face and shook his head.

"No I was just saying that..."

The woman stepped towards Smithy so that she was nearly touching them before whispering

"I'd watch what you're saying, Mr Clarke. You don't want to anger the wrong people now do you?"

The Aussie red head then walked away, leaving Smithy shocked at how quick her attitude had changed towards him. She had gone from being flirty to threatening and warning him. However, luckily the woman had left the gym for the day and Smithy's first shift as an undercover personal trainer was finally coming to an end.


"Merci Mademoiselles, you worked hard today. You now finish, tomorrow you come back?" Katrina asked, trying to get her English right.

Both Kerry and Rebecca nodded, although the seconds' head was deep in the clouds.

"Yeah we had a great time, we shall be back" Kerry informed her French boss.

Smiling, Katrina replied

"Good. See you tomorrow both. Goodnight now"

Kerry and Rebecca said goodbye to Katrina and left the restaurant, getting Cameron from the bar area on the way.

The three undercover officers walked towards the silver lifts but when Rebecca looked behind her, she spotted Smithy inside the gym.

"Ker, could you grab my things please? I just need to pop to the loo before we go" she informed her sister who agreed that she would collect her bag and coat from the staff lockers on the first floor.

Once the lift door had closed behind Kerry and Cameron, Rebecca walked in the direction of the gym, which was empty of visitors, except for Smithy. Rebecca knocked on the door and waited for an answer.

"Come in" a familiar voice called and the young blonde pushed the door open and walked into the gym area to find Smithy perched on the edge of a desk in the corner of the room.

"Dale..." she called, closing the door behind her and making her way over to Smithy.

Looking up from the floor and putting on a small smile, Smithy replied

"Hey"

Rebecca knew straight away that something was wrong as Smithy wasn't his usual selfl.

"What's wrong? Has something happened?"

Smithy laughed to himself before replying

"I got threatened by a female Aussie"

Looking up at Rebecca and noticing the confused look on her face, Smithy continued

"She told me her name was Shelia so I made a joke about it being an original Australian name and she turned on me. She came right up close to me and whispered that I shouldn't make fun of people's names because I didn't want to annoy or anger the wrong person. She was so...intimidating. Gave me the shivers"

Rebecca perched herself on the edge of the beech coloured desk next to Smithy and sympathetically explained

"She's part of a gang you know and, who says it's just drugs they're into? We don't know how dangerous they really are do we. It's okay to be nervous about all this you know"

Smithy shook his head and looked at Rebecca sitting next to him.

"I'm not nervous Bec. For that split second, I was actually scared. She was there, in my face, breathing down my neck, subtly threatening me"

Rebecca could tell Smithy was embarrassed that he had been scared so she put a comforting hand on his leg.

"Dale, its okay for you to be scared. I think we all are. Or at least will be when we face the gang"

Smithy looked up at Rebecca and smiled. Then, he leaned into her and kissed her pink coloured lips.

As he did, Rebecca jumped up from the desk.

"Smithy, what you doing?"

"I'm sorry, I just..."

"Kerry loves you but you decide to kiss her sister?" Rebecca exclaimed which made Smithy laugh.

"Kerry doesn't love me Bec, she's just playing games. I fell for Kerry the first moment I saw her and had to deal with so much shit from her it's unbelievable. If she really did love me then she would have told me ages ago instead of stringing me along"

Rebecca couldn't believe that Smithy was talking that way about Kerry, the woman he was supposed to be in love with. However, she could partially understand where he was coming from as she had told Kerry a number of times that she needed to tell the young Sergeant how she really felt but Kerry was stubborn.

"Okay well look, that's something that you and Kerry need to talk about. I came in here to tell you something else"

Smithy gave the young blonde a curious look and Rebecca started explaining.

"Dale...I think we may have a slight problem. No actually, a BIG problem. A problem in the shape of Irene Radford"

Now it was Smithy's turn to have a confused look on his face.

"Radford? Irene Radford? Don't be so silly, why would she be in France?"

Rebecca could tell that Smithy didn't believe her but she didn't care.

"I'm not lying Smithy, I saw her! I heard her voice at first, recognised it and then I saw her going into the lift"

Raising his eyebrows, the young Sergeant asked

"You actually saw her face?"

Pausing, Rebecca realised that, when she told Smithy that she hadn't, it would just make him think she was lying even more.

"No but, I saw the back of her. It looked exactly like her, short brown hair, long red coat. It was her voice I heard in the restaurant too. It was her!"

Smithy shook his head, he really didn't believe that Rebecca had seen and heard Irene Radford.

"Fine, don't believe me then!" Rebecca shouted and started walking away.

"Where you going?" Smithy asked and, as Rebecca reached the door she spun around and exclaimed
"I'm going to prove you wrong!"

Rebecca walked through the door and pulled the door behind her, but Smithy rushed through the door and grabbed Rebecca's arm, pulling her back against the wall so that no one around could hear the conversation between them.

"Bec wait look, it might well have been Irene Radford but, I just don't understand why she'd be in France that's all. I aint calling you a liar"

Before anything else could be said between the pair, a strong and familiar Australian accent filled the lobby.

"G'day Smithy, how's the gym been today?"

Smithy nodded and told Cameron that his day had been fine.

"Shall we go home?"

"Well we can't all go together can we, in case we're seen" Rebecca exclaimed, her mind still set on the whole conversation with Smithy.

"We can walk out together then decide outside how we're getting home" Kerry suggested, which the other three agreed with.

Rebecca took her black leather jacket from her sister's hands and slipped it on. Then, the four undercover officers headed together towards the revolving doors, unaware what was going on behind them, at the reception desk.

"I'll make sure to pass it on. My apologies again" the male hotel receptionist apologised.

As the lady walked away towards the lifts, the receptionist called after her.

"Oh Mrs Radford, here's your key"

The four officers froze after hearing the receptionist call out but not daring to move or turn around.

Kerry, who was stood on the end, looked over at her three colleagues then, turned around to see if it was true. As she did, Cameron, Smithy and Rebecca all followed and spun around.

"Oh my gosh!" Kerry gasped and quickly spun back around in case she was recognised.

"What the heck is she doing in France?" Cameron muttered, taking Kerry by the arm and walking out of the hotel, trying not to raise suspicion.

On seeing the mother of London's most criminal family standing before them, Rebecca glanced over at Smithy, who was stood next to her, and whispered

"See, I told you I wasn't lying Dale"