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Betrayal
Ros glanced at Harry as they left the black 4x4. She knew Harry didn't trust Towers, it was a given after everything with Blake that politicians were to be viewed with suspicion but something was wrong. This was more than the usual disdain Harry held for Towers. He had disliked the man ever since it had been made known that the older politician had a 'thing' for Ruth. Ros smiled slightly at the thought of it.
"Ros." He spoke calmly. "Are you wearing a wire?"
"No. Should I be?"
"I don't know." Harry answered honestly. He handed her a small sweet wrapper. She undid it to see one of Tariq's trackers where the toffee should be. She twitched her lip into a half smile before heading towards Towers' office. She distrusted the grey haired man as much as he did.
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"Ready?" Erin smiled as she drove towards the small pub where Zoe had arranged to meet Tracey. The rain battered the small pool car as Erin internally regretted taking the aging Clio when there were a dozen other more powerful cars available. The Renault seemed to fit the legends Malcolm had painstakingly put together for them.
"The meet is tomorrow. I'll be ready."
"Nothing wrong in doing a reckie." Erin tucked her long black hair behind her ear. The plane lens glasses Calum had given her weighed heavily on her face but they were part of her cover. She hated them, along with the oversized jumper and battered jeans. As she parked the car she shook her head, knowing with Tracey's murder the whole op was compromised.
"True." Zoe closed the door of the aging Renault Clio, stepping out into the rain. "I just hope it works." Erin nodded before heading towards the run down pub.
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"Lucas." Ruth turned to face him, wincing slightly as Tariq returned to the Grid. "Something is wrong."
She couldn't put her finger on it but she knew Harry was in trouble. Every sense in her being told her something had happened. Something had gone wrong.
"What?" Lucas was immediately on alert. Tariq glanced at Calum - aware his friend was talking to his fiancé on the phone. Calum spoke in hushed tones to Catherine, hoping the rest of the Grid weren't able to hear what was being said.
"Ros just activated her tracker. She's in Whitehall. Why activate it there?" Ruth frowned slightly. "It's getting Ruth to wear one is difficult at the best of times."
"I have no idea." Lucas turned. "Zaf?"
"Yeah."
"Can you get hold of Harry's contact in the home office? Sally?"
"Sally Downes." Ruth glanced at Lucas as Alec grabbed his coat. "Sophie was moved to the Foreign Office after Christmas."
"Keep trying to contact Ros and Harry." Lucas squeezed her shoulders. "I'm going to speak to Sally. See if I can charm my way in to see what's happened."
"Ros will go mad."
"Only if we are being paranoid."
"And you know what they say?" Zaf called as he picked up his car keys. "Just because you're paranoid."
"Doesn't mean they are not out to get you. Alec?" Lucas finished before following his friends from the Grid.
"I have a contact." He paused. "Used to work for Blake, it may be a lead or it maybe nothing but we know Nightingale has been active in Chicago and New York maybe she can help? Maybe she can lead us to whoever Tessa is working with in the UK Government." Ruth nodded, hoping Alec's contact wouldn't name the person Harry and Ros had gone to see.
Zzzz
Ros glanced at Harry as Towers got to his feet. The Home Secretary reached out to shake Harry's hand. Ros narrowed her eyes, able to see the nerves in the older man. William Towers was a useless liar, in that moment Ros couldn't help but wonder how he had ever become a politician. She kept her eyes on him rather than looking around the ornate office they were stood in. The whole atmosphere in the room was wrong. Something was off. She knew Harry had felt it but in that moment she had no idea what it was.
"Thank you both for coming." Towers stepped back, indicating for them both to sit down. Neither moved.
"What can we do for you?" Harry froze as the familiar sound of a safety catch being removed from a gun. Ros glared at Towers, she knew exactly who was behind them. The disgust in her gut twisted as she saw the older man squirm. In that moment he knew it wasn't the woman behind them he should be afraid of.
"I am so sorry. They threatened my son, Harry. I."
"That's enough." A distinctly female voice cut through the air. "Anyway, I don't like the word threat. I prefer an unrefusable offer."
"Tessa." Harry spoke calmly, the anger burning through him. Ros turned slightly to face the older woman a snarl curled on her lips as her fingers slipped into her pocket where the tracker was hidden.
"Hello Harry." It was the last words he heard before the world turned black.
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A/n more soon.