"So, he is alive, what do we tell Tom?"
"We don't!"
"So, we pretend he is dead."
"That's the plan" he said sighing. He gestured me to go. "But Alex, don't go looking for him, we're on the case!"
"Fine" I couldn't believe I was missing out on the greatest mission yet.
I walked out the door and sat down next to Tom on the pristine, grey chairs.
"What do we do now?" Tom asked patiently.
"I suggest we go back to my hose, you could stay there for a few days until someone can sort something out for you."
"OK,"
"We'll get an escort back to mine, just for safety." He came in just as I finished. To my surprise I knew him.
"Fox?"
"Cub?"
"You know each other, blimey Alex, you sure get around!" Tom said butting in; his eyes had glazed over as he stared at his SA80.
"More trouble again then. Come on then you two." We got up and left after Fox.
We had chatted most of the way, quietly, we didn't want to draw attention to ourselves, but I don't know how we managed it with Fox's SA80. Fox rang the doorbell when we got to my house. Jack had answered immediately.
"Ben Daniels. How nice to see you."
"Nice to see you too, Jack Starbright."
