Jean Daniel

Jan narrowed her eyes as the bald thick set man approached her. He seemed unconcerned that he was about to murder a security forces senior officer. She remained silent, knowing she would die before she gave him the satisfaction of seeing her scared or give him anything else h wanted. Smythe looked away; clearly uncomfortable with having two distinctive alpha personalities in the room.

"I see my colleague here has made you comfortable." Jean Daniel's monotone voice filled the room. Jan remained silent; glaring at the man. She could see why Ros and the boys hated him for so long. This man had kidnapped a child - Ed's daughter, attempted to kill Ros and Beckett on more than one occasion and had killed Adam; leaving young Alex a widow on what should have been the happiest day of her life. Her heart broke for the young woman she thought of as a daughter.

"No mood for conversation?"

"Not really." Jan replied. She could see what Jean Daniel had dragged Smythe into his nefarious scheme, whatever it was but she still couldn't see what he hoped to gain. She held his gaze as he raised his right arm to point a gun directly at her head. Jan didn't flinch, kept her eye on him as he fired the gun.

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"Ed." The Australian stopped in his tracks as he heard his best friend's voice in his earpiece. Beckett glanced towards him. "Listen. Jan is in serious trouble. Smythe has debts totalling over £250,000. He's been blackmailed by Jean Daniel. Apparently he can wipe out his debt if he does as Jean Daniel wants."

Ed closed his eyes, remembering the dead girl they had found earlier.

"Roger that."

"Ros?" Beckett spoke; happy to hear her voice. "He's already killed once."

"Oh my word." Ros watched the computer screen. "I'm looking at the personal records now. Smythe is a weasel. He's dirty. Has had a caution for assault brushed aside and apparently is only in his job because of who he knows rather than any real ability."

"Not who you know, more what you know:" Ed began searching the small room they found themselves in. Beckett swore as a gunshot filled the air.

"Jan!"

"Oh no. Oh please no." Ed yelled before following the sound of the gunfire. He prayed they weren't too late.

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