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Time to Go?

"Dempsey has a getaway vehicle." Harry announced as she walked into the outer office of SI10. Dave smiled broadly at her as Chas frowned slightly.

"Ok." Chas shifted to face her. "What?"

"Blue A reg Ford Transit." Harry shuddered at the memory of a previous blue van she had spent time in. "He's picking it up now."

"So." Spikings stood in the doorway of his office. "Tonight's the night."

"So it would seem." Harry looked at the floor for a moment, aware that she would possibly be coming into contact with her ex husband.

"Harry." Spikings' voice softened. "My office. A word." Harry glanced at Chas as she walked past him, knowing she was not going to like what her senior officer had to say.

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"Jimmy has a girl." Ginger announced as she walked back into the bar. "He didn't tell us about her."

"Really?" Ricky looked up. "A girl. Well, that's a turn up for the books."

"Ain't it?" Ginger laughed. "Says her name is Louise."

"Louise what?" Robert asked, suddenly interested in the conversation. Anything that may prevent him getting a return on his money was something he needed to know about.

"Didn't say. But I told him I wanna meet her. At least now I know why he hasn't taken me up on anything."

"I'd pulverize him if he did." Ricky glared.

"No you wouldn't." Ginger laughed. "You always say that but you never do."

"Ginger."

"My business is my business. Same as yours is yours." She leant across the table and kissed him. "Anyway, he's gone to get the getaway car. Wont be long and we'll have enough money to do what we want. Bobby here will be happy."

"Do not call me Bobby."

"I'll call you what I like." She hissed. "And we can get this over and done with and concentrate on getting our merchandise in the UK as soon as possible."

"I've got to get ready. Jimmy knows where to meet us? Knows I'm bringing the hardware?"

"He knows. Unless his darling Louise has distracted him." Ginger giggled manically. "I'm going to powder my nose." She staggered off towards the ladies' toilet as Robert rolled his eyes.

"I think she has powdered it more than enough. If she messes up tonight. If she ruins everything because she is high as a kite." Robert stepped towards the skinny man.

"You'll what?" Ricky glared at him. "You'll crawl back under your rock and lick your wounds. If this goes wrong you still get to be the hot-shot lawyer. Me? I'm looking at ten years inside. So stop winging." He turned and walked out of the bar, leaving a clearly angry Robert Makepeace in his wake.

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"Sir." Harry stepped into the office as Spikiings sat behind his desk and sighed.

"Close the door." Harry frowned as she did so.

"What is this about?"

"Sit down Makepeace." He paused as Harry raised an eyebrow. It was rare that anyone was told to sit down in his office. It usually meant there was either something really wrong or something had happened. She knew Dempsey hadn't been around so there was no way her partner could have done anything to upset her boss.

"He thinks you are dead."

"Robert? Good."

"There is a chance that Dempsey may also think that."

"I've spoken to Dempsey. He knows I'm ok."

"Are you?" Harry sighed. She now knew what her boss was getting at.

"Yes, Sir. Look. I am sorry but are you questioning my ability to do my job?"

"Of course not." Spikings snapped. "But your history with some people in the case."

"One person." Harry corrected. "My ex husband." Her cut glass accent jarred on his nerves. "Sir, would you be asking Chas this? Or Dempsey if his ex was involved in a current case. Or Dave? If one of his girlfriends was a total nightmare."

"Yes." Spikings looked at her. "Especially if it was Dempsey's ex. You know what he's like better than any of us. I know I can't take you off this case and I know you think I am treating you differently. I don't intend to but maybe I am. However, I saw the state of you when Robert had finished. I know you don't remember but if Chas hadn't gone with his gut instinct neither of us would have found you."

"I know." Harry sighed. "And I will always be grateful."

"I'm just glad you divorced." Spikings watched as Harry looked away. "That was not a conversation with your father that I would like to repeat."

"I know." She sighed. "Sir, I am not about to do anything stupid. I wont put this case or my team in danger."

"Good." Spikings turned away and Harry knew she was being dismissed.

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Dempsey sat in the cold blue transit staring out of the windscreen. He normally relished the chance to work undercover but he couldn't wait for this op to be over. He had to get back to real life and the sooner Ginger and the others were behind bars the better. He turned to see Ricky pull the passenger side door open.

"Alright?" Ricky smirked.

"Yeah." Dempsey deadpanned.

"Ginger will meet us there."

"Yeah. I know the plan. Where's the Suit?"

"You don't like Robert?" Ricky smirked at Dempsey. He started the engine and glared at him.

"No."

"Why?"

"I just don't." Dempsey watched as Ricky raised an eyebrow.

"He's with Ginger, wants to make sure there is a return on his investment." Dempsey pulled the van out into traffic and just hoped he could do as Lord Winfield had asked and keep his partner away from her ex husband.

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A/N More soon x