“Not really. Haven’t you observed, Billy, that you never really get away from anything in this life?”
The Kathleen passed the point, and produced a bow wave as Tod increased speed. Dillon took a Howler from his pocket, pointed and pressed the button. There seemed to be a moment of hesitation, and then the whole vessel split apart in a huge ball of fire. What was left went down like a stone.
“Christ Almighty.” Billy turned to him. “Semtex?”
“It was Roper’s idea.”
“Pity about Greta Novikova.”
“She shouldn’t have joined, Billy, if she wasn’t willing to take the risks. Maybe I shouldn’t have joined either, maybe you shouldn’t have. I expect our day will come.” Dillon smiled wearily. “For the moment, let’s get out of here. There are four vehicles in the courtyard and I have all the keys. Two hours to Belfast, and then to home.”
Three or four minutes later, they were driving out of the main gate in a Land Rover, leaving Drumore Place, dark and somber, behind them.
EPILOGUE
As the Lear lifted off at Belfast after midnight, Dillon took out his Codex Four and called Roper. There was an instant reply. He said, “Don’t you sleep?” “Not all that much. Where are you?”
“In the Lear. Just lifted off from Belfast.”
“Is Billy all right?”
“Saved my bacon. He’s just tipped his seat and gone to sleep. What about Ferguson and Hannah?”
“He’s been feverish and is now drugged up to his eyeballs. I’m very comfortable in the corner of his room. As I said, sleep doesn’t come naturally to me anymore.”
“And Hannah?”
“Oh, Dawson did marvelous work, but the truth is she won’t be what she was.”
“Will any of us?”
“So what happened?”
“We got a superb drop in the fog by the boys, then we checked out the Kathleen. You were right about that, so I did as you suggested and we went on to the castle.”
“And?”
“We left McGuire and O’Neill in a bad way. I got Kelly permanently. Ashimov almost finished me, but the boy wonder shot him and saved me.”
“And the others?”
“They cleared off to the harbor and the Kathleen. I let them make it beyond the point, then used the Howler.”
“That must have been quite a sight.”
“You could say that. I was sorry about Novikova. She saved my life in Iraq.”
“Only because it suited her.”
“I suppose you’re right. We took a Land Rover from the castle, then drove straight up through the border to Belfast. There’s nobody there these days. All the old barriers are still there, but no troops, no police, you drive straight through. What in the hell did it all mean?”
“Come home, Sean,” Roper told him. “Just come home.”
“Very comforting,” Dillon said. “Give Ferguson my love.”
He sat there, thinking about it all, then opened the bar box, took out half a bottle of Bushmills and poured some into a plastic cup.
Billy, eyes still closed, said, “You’re big on moral philosophy, Dillon. Do you believe everything’s for the best in the best of all possible worlds?”
“Billy, old son,” Sean Dillon said, “believe that and you’ll believe anything.”
