Sorry, more angst… hoping for a fluffy end to this chapter
Heading straight for her desk as he enters The Grid Harry, with a look of both sorrow and strength, wraps Ruth up in his arms and softly tells her that he will do everything he can to find out what is going on in Israel.
"Why is this happening Harry?" Ruth cries, looking up at him, her eyes wide with worry.
"I don't know my love" Harry reassures her, his heart breaking a little more as he witnesses her pain, "but, whatever it is we will get on top of it, I promise"
"What will you do?"
"I need to make some phone calls. This is our number one priority Ruth, I want everyone working on finding out why those passenger lists were hacked into and who has stolen those blueprints." Addressing the rest of the team Harry continues, "Meeting room in twenty minutes everyone!"
Turning back to Ruth Harry gently cups her face in his cool hands and brushes away a tear which, upon his touch, has dropped involuntarily onto her cheek. "We will fix this Ruth, you have my word"
"Thank you Harry" she whispers, barely able to get the words out.
Returning to her desk Ruth throws herself back into the task at hand, researching any current conflicts that exist between the UK and Israel.
After ten minutes Ruth hits upon a possible clue.
A Mossad officer is currently being held in an MI-6 holding cell. After a certain amount of interrogation it has been ascertained that he may hold information pertaining to the kidnapping, some eleven months ago, of five American holidaymakers in Tel Aviv. He was picked up trying to enter the UK two days ago. Since then MI-6 have been trying to find out what he knows about the kidnapping before he gets turned over to the Americans.
In his office, Harry has just got off the phone to his counterpart at Six. Looking past his blinds to his desk Ruth is concerned to see Harry getting increasingly angry at his speakerphone. Quickly writing down the intel she has attained she gets up and slowly pulls Harrys office door open. Holding up the paper Harry beckons her in.
"MI-6. He's just put me ON HOLD!" bellows Harry at the speakerphone
"I've found this….. might be something?" volunteers Ruth, unfazed by Harry's temper.
"Harry, so sorry old chap…." Comes the voice from the phone
" 'bout bloody time!" growls Harry back
"Nothing to tell you I'm afraid, we know as much as you do" responds the rather pompous voice still coming through Harry's speakerphone
Skimming through the brief report Ruth has just handed him Harry picks up the phone, "When exactly were you going to tell me about the Mossad officer you are holding?"
With the speakerphone disabled Ruth can only guess at the response from Harrys equal across the river. Harry smiles at Ruth as she sits herself down, her eyebrows in a questioning arch.
"Well, that's better" chides Harry before hanging up.
"The only extra information they gave up was that the Mossad officer in question was adamant that the Israelis wouldn't let him be turned over to the Yanks. They haven't been able to get any information out of him about the kidnapping. Sounds like he wants the usual: safe passage, British passport, money etc .for his information. No idea why he's ended up on our shores though? Right, meeting room… let's see if we can piece this thing together shall we." A determined Harry suggests as he brushes Ruth hair off her face before kissing her gently on the forehead.
"I should phone my Mum…."
"Let's see what we know first, you phone her back now and she'll know something is wrong"
"OK, let's see what the others have come up with but I need to speak to her Harry"
"I know…. Come on" Harry gently leads Ruth out of his office as Dmitri, Malcolm and Tariq head towards the meeting room.