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Hehe, an update within just a couple of days, how good is that? This chapter is a rather humorous chapter, written when I'm totally devoid of sleep, so yeah, try and laugh! This is probably the appropriate time to note that I absolutely LOVE Howie, his accent and everything )

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"Yeah, Tara made contact" Howie announced from the door in his funny nasally voice

"But there is one problem"

"Don't tell me" D's voice dripped with sarcasm "You can't tell us how she made contact unless you get a badge?"

"Well, there is that... "Howie said tentatively while the rest of the team groaned "But I meant a big problem, ya know what I mean?"

"Spit it out Howie" Bobby said, his usually cheerful face completely set in a frown, rather frightening the poor little man who faced up to him.

"Well, you see it's like this. A guy down there wants to kill me!" the team groaned again "Well, it's true!" the fence protested

"I dunno why, but there was this big black man about to shoot me, after I was following the signal from the mobile phone that Tara rang from" he said seriously "I think he must have realised that she made contact with me"

The team looked at one-another, suddenly sobered; if the BlackJack knew that Tara had contacted them, then she was in a horrible situation, and was probably going to end up killed.

"But then.." Howie paused for effect "I realised that I'd just bumped into a bouncer, an old friend of mine, hehehe" he giggled nervously "Well, an old colleague, I ended up swindling him a bit, ya know, a little bit here, there and all, I didn't want to hurt his feelings and all, but I think he must be upset because he tried to kill me"

There was absolute silence in the room. They hadn't expected this new development; Bobby and Sue were having a little problem trying to hide their grins. It was so like Howie to get into this mess!

Finally stifling his laughter, and hooding his twinkling eyes Bobby spoke up "We don't see why this is a big problem" he said calmly

"Well, there is the small matter of a bit of police protection ya know? Do you know if you can assign me a bodyguard while Jamie's still around?"

"No!" the team chorused

"Oh right. Fine. Whatever. Just leave me to die." Howie said pathetically.

"Please don't tell me that you managed by hook or crook to swindle Jamie Fleet" D suddenly said, surprising them all, especially Howie

"Well, now, who would have thought? Well, let me see… yes, he did happen to be called Jamie Fleet when I knew him" he said trying to hide his dismay "Do you know him?"

"Yeah, I do, he trained me before he left the force" D said "He's one of the most feared men in the district, but you didn't know that did you?"

"Well, I, er, did, but I, …er, thought he wouldn't notice me. NO-ONE notices me!"

"Can we get back to what Tara said?"

"Well, Tara said two significant things. Chernobyl and Conservative Actor; whatever that means!" A/N I changed it, I'm sorry, but I had to, to suit my purposes for my story!"

"Just out of curiousity" Myles said frostily "How did Tara contact you?"

Howie blushed

"Well, you know I gave her my number a few times, and taught it to her off by heart, so I reckon she remembered it"

"You're a fast worker" Bobby said maliciously "Here we all are thinking you had a thing for Sue"

"Well, I do" Howie said, then backtracked amazingly quickly when he saw Jack's face "I like Sue as a handler, I mean, not any other way" he laughed nervously again "Of course not!"

"Can we get down to finding out what Tara would have meant?" Sue said sharply

"Yes, let's bring Stanley in and get him to listen to what Tara said, to see if he can decode what she said?"

"If you insist" grumped Myles

So, in came little Stanley, untidy and ruffled as always. Howie repeated all that Tara had said to him on the phone, the exact words and Stanley thought for a minute

"How could Tara ever like him with Myles to compete against?" Sue wondered, then she remembered how harsh Myles could be at times, and supposed that Stanley was a lot meeker and milder.

Myles was typing, Sue was flicking through some files, Lucy was speaking on the phone, Jack stared at Sue, Bobby was clicking on his P.C. and D was about to call a meeting, when Stanley jumped out of his chair, red in the face and excited.

"I've got it! I know who the serial killer is!"