‘Really?’ She tried to look surprised.
‘I had a meeting with our friend Andy Bokus yesterday. Not an altogether happy encounter, you could say. I pointed out that there was a missing link in this case, one that would have helped us a lot.’
‘Baakrime.’
‘That’s right. The Minister,’ Fane said, with the mild surprise he always showed when he found that Liz had got there too. ‘He was both the instigator and the linchpin of this whole affair.’
‘But currently unavailable.’
‘So it would seem. Thanks to American cack-handedness. When they shilly-shallied he must have panicked and decided to throw in his lot with the Russians.’
‘You said that to Bokus again?’
‘In so many words.’
‘That couldn’t have gone down well.’
Fane gave a sly smile. Liz could see he was enjoying himself now.
‘Actually, he had bigger things to worry about.’
‘Oh?’
‘Yes. It seems he’s being moved on. Back to Langley.’
‘I’d have thought he’d be pleased. Bokus never liked it here.’
‘That’s true. Or at least he never liked us – or to be even more precise, me.’ Fane’s grin now could only be described as wicked. ‘But from his account, it sounded as if he was leaving under something of a cloud. No trumpets at the Langley gates when Andy reappears.’
‘But what’s he done wrong?’
‘He’s being blamed for Baakrime’s disappearance.’
‘Really? It was Miles Brookhaven out in Sana’a who was running Baakrime.’
‘Ah, but it was Bokus who was giving him the line to take and Bokus who was pushing Miles to squeeze Baakrime.’
‘I suppose so,’ said Liz dubiously.
‘And that’s what provides the delicious irony – and what I suppose must gall Bokus the most.’
He paused, savouring his position as the fount of high-end gossip. Go on, spill the beans, Liz thought to herself, but she hesitated, knowing that Fane was longing to be asked. Finally curiosity prevailed. ‘What delicious irony, Geoffrey?’
Pleased to be asked at last, Fane said, ‘You see, they’ve already named the new Station Head for London. Usually, there’s just the slightest lag – out of courtesy to the departing Head. Not this time.’
‘Who is it?’ But Fane was now laughing too hard to reply. ‘Come on, Geoffrey, what’s so funny?’
And at last he managed to croak, ‘Miles Brookhaven.’
Liz stared at Fane, wondering if he was pulling her leg. It seemed too improbable to credit, until one looked at its natural symmetry. It was Miles who had first relayed the tip that arms were being sent to the UK, and Miles who had triggered the convoluted sequence of events that had ended – thank God – in a failed conspiracy to kill countless numbers of people.
So Miles’s return to the UK somehow seemed entirely fitting. It was this – as well as the thought that she quite liked Miles, and was curious to learn what he was like after several years away – that meant Liz was glad to hear the news. Glad enough in fact to join Geoffrey Fane and find herself laughing too.
A Note on the Author
Dame Stella Rimington joined the Security Service (MI5) in 1968. During her career she worked in all the main fields of the Service: counter-subversion, counter-espionage and counter-terrorism. She was appointed Director–General in 1992, the first woman to hold the post. She has written her autobiography and eight Liz Carlyle novels. She lives in London and Norfolk.
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The Geneva Trap
Geneva, 2012. When a Russian intelligence officer approaches MI5 with vital information about the imminent cyber-sabotage of an Anglo–American Defence programme, he refuses to talk to anyone but Liz Carlyle. But who is he, and what is his connection to the British agent?
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As Liz and her team hunt for a mole inside the MOD, the trail leads them from Geneva, to Marseilles and into a labyrinth of international intrigue, in a race against time to stop the Cold War heating up once again…
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