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Any references to people, places, businesses etc is entirely fictitious.
9.4 The Minister Without Portfolio
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Lester handed his greatcoat to the waiting attendant and then stepped into the members' lounge of the club. He scanned the room carefully, locating his quarry. There in the back of the oak paneled room, sat the minister.
The man looked up as Lester approached.
"James," he greeted him "good of you to come so quickly."
Lester raised an eyebrow at that remark. "Well, when the minister calls…" he began "one does…"
"Stuff it Jimmy," said the man he'd known for more than half his life "we don't have time for formalities… we've got another problem at the Forest of Dean construction site."
James Lester sighed as he sat down in the tufted brown leather chair. "What is it this time Billy?"
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The anomaly tourists picketing the construction site were disappearing.
And while that might have been considered a good thing in some quarters, it wasn't a good thing if there wasn't an open anomaly to account for their disappearance. There had to be a creature loose in the surrounding woods.
"Can't imagine why the anomaly tourists are still chasing after golden lights..." the Minister complained "after all the money we've poured into the BBC and that doctor show, you would think more people would be looking for blue boxes…"
"Some misinformation plans don't work," replied Lester "perhaps it's time for another approach to the Forest of Dean anomaly site development."
"What have you got in mind?"
"Well," replied Lester "I've been described as your hatchet man on occasion… I think perhaps it's time to pull out some weaponry… perhaps even some heavy artillery."
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The new special forces training units assigned to the Forest of Dean anomaly location had all the latest technology, and some of the more effective older technology.
The sound of gunfire from the new shooting range discouraged most of the anomaly tourists. The rest of the gawkers left the Forest of Dean site abruptly when Becker drove the tank onto the grounds.
But it was another six weeks before they captured the creature.
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