A child's life
Rana sat on the park bench aware that she was being watched by more than one person. Zaf was a few meters away with Will as Ros sat in the car outside the park. They were acutely aware that Rana had to pass the memory stick to her contact. It was the only way of ensuring they could find where little Francesca was being held and hopefully get to the ringleaders before anything else happened. In the ops van Malcolm and Ruth stared at the screen.
"Do we have anything?" Harry's voice could be heard through the comms. He hated the fact Ruth was in the field while he was sat on the Grid. His meeting had Whitehall hadn't gone well, meaning he was already uneasy.
"Not yet." Ros stated as she glared through the Car window.
"I have eyeball." Beth stated as she pretended to tie her trainer laces as she watched the tall, heavily built man walk past her. She knew by reputation that the man was a thug. The thought of him holding a little girl hostage made her stomach churn. "He's heading west towards you, Adam."
Adam sat apparently staring at a gang of lads playing football as he heard Beth give him instructions.
"Got him. He's approaching target now." Adam rested his hand on his chest, still annoyed that he wasn't up to full fitness like Zaf and the others. He knew Ruth was just as annoyed but at least she wore a walking cast now. He was just confined to so called light duty which seemed to consist of eating a burger while sat on a park bench. As frustrating as it was he had to admit there were perks. He barely registered Will as the younger man jogged along the path behind him.
"Maintain contact." Ruth stared at the screen as she spoke. "We have the target on the screen. He's heading towards the mark now."
"This better work." Ros mumbled as she sat next to Lucas in the unmarked pool car. He nodded once, knowing this was the last chance to stop whatever fresh Hell Cook and his croanies were intent on releasing next.
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"Hi." Rana stood as the thick set man approached her. "Where's my girl? Where's Frankie?" Rana sounded almost hysterical as the man sat on the bench.
"Sit down."
Rana did as she was asked.
"Where is she?" He checked his watch.
"At this exact moment I think she is sat watching Peppa Pig or Dora the Explorer. She's a bright kid." He smiled slightly. "So innocent. She believes she is on holiday while you have to work. See? I'm not such a monster."
"If you hurt her."
He smirked. "It'll be your fault." Rana looked stricken. "Your end of the bargain." Rana nodded, aware Malcolm and Ruth could hear everything.
"Here." She slipped her hand into his pocket. "I managed to get this. I'm not sure exactly what's on there but it's enough to end Harry Pearce. I downloaded the files you wanted and this was attached. It's all there anyway. Francesca? What's your end of the bargain?"
"She will be returned to you. As soon as I have checked this." He kissed her cheek roughly before walking away.
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A/N maybe 2 chapters left