Michael

“Congratulations, Richard.” Will Stanton clinks glasses with his old friend. “I came over as soon as I heard. And how’s Beth? I have some flowers for her.”

‘Some flowers’ is an understatement. The bouquet is huge.

“I’ll find a vase for them,” I say. “You can take them up together.”

“Great!” His smile is broad. “And the baby, Adam is it? How’s he?”

“All present and correct,” beams Richard. “Mother and baby doing well.”

From the front door, the sound of knocking. “I’ll get it,” I say. “Enjoy your champagne. It’s probably another delivery of Congratulations cards.

I head down the hall, chuckling. I’d not considered that, Richard being who he is, one of the Great and Good of the City, we’d be overwhelmed by cards. The house is festooned with them: hundreds of the things: from friends, employees, colleagues, bankers and hangers-on, they all want to be remembered to the richest man in a hundred miles.

I open the door, expecting to see a mailman. Instead, it’s Hickman, a large brown envelope clasped in one hand. “Please excuse my intrusion, Mr Summerford, but I saw the police commissioner arrive. I wonder if I might have a word with him?”

Come in.

he enters. He speaks with exaggerated politeness. “And what would you

from my employer. He needs

say that you could hear a pin

opens once more. “You have my attention.” In the background, Mitch rises from her seat, moving

a sheaf of photo prints. “My employer requests that you obtain identification and anything

works through the sheaf of images, examining each one quickly then moving on. “And these individuals

Sao Paulo. The businesses concerned are based at

scowls. “Is that so?” He peers at the images, holding

Finchby’s operation here, Baxter’s…um… supply chain… and the female named as Juliana Diaz by Baxter, now apparently under the name of Sola

awards him a slow look,

that it would serve all our interests to… What was his phrase? … Cut the supply at source. He intends to ensure the Diaz female is no longer a threat to his family…” He casts a small nod to Mitch, another to Charlotte…

up and his face cracks to a smile. “What

me to supply him with information identifying individuals involved in organised crime in Brazil

did not entrust me with the

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