Michael was listening to the man with absolute amazement. After all this time, this fucking weirdo had actually managed to track the bastard down, when even the police couldn’t manage to do it. Michael was almost beside himself with euphoria – at last he had a fucking lead.

Arthur looked at the men around him warily. ‘Look, it doesn’t mean he’s there. It just means that is where it’s all registered. But the phone was used within that area recently.’

Michael hugged the man to him. ‘You fucking diamond! Whatever happens, mate, you get your wedge. At least you have given us a place to start. I could fucking kiss you!’

Declan was laughing now. He felt the same euphoria as Michael; this was a real fucking result.

Timothy Branch watched the two men as they bowled out of the room together. He felt he had failed; and of course he had – miserably. Turning to Arthur Hellmann, who was one weird-looking fucker, he said arrogantly, ‘What you just did is illegal, you do know that?’

Hellmann laughed in his face. He couldn’t give a toss what this man thought of him or his methods. If he worked within the law he would never have found out anything! No one would. Their hands were tied, Freedom of Information Acts, etc., etc. It was laughable. This was why he earned the big bucks – this man had to know that better than anybody.

Poking a finger into Branch’s face, he said sarcastically, ‘So fucking arrest me then! I dare you.’ Hellmann hoped that he was fifty grand up on this deal – that was the asking price for locating Michael Flynn’s daughter. He had followed the phone, followed the trail, he just hoped that he had done enough.

Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Four

Chapter One Hundred
and Thirty-Four

Michael was buzzing as they drove out of East London – finally he was actually doing something constructive. It had been a long time coming; this mad fucker was so elusive, he was beginning to think he would never find him. It was the first time in his life that he had been unable to meet a problem head on. He had been at the top of his game for so long, it was unbelievable to think that anyone could have got the better of him. It galled him, it unnerved him, if he was honest.