Scotch: Hard at it, hamdoullah, the usual (laughter), except that Brandon, that fucker, now reckons he wants 60. I’ve told him, it’s Ramadan, man, and I’ve asked the Godmother for a metre, see, with 70 for me and 30 for you and I dunno if she’s gonna be able to do anymore . . . If the stupid fucker wants more, he needs to already give me money for more. Plus the price is 4.7. And I mean now, ’cos the deal’s done.

Lizard: Yeah, yeah . . . you’ll get the notes from me, bro’. The other dude, César, he’s brought me 9.

Scotch: Is that it?

Lizard: What d’you mean, is that it? Come on, man, I already got 80 and he’s bringin’ me the rest tomorrow, and after that I want my stuff. You better swear on the Quran you gonna bring it to me priority for 4.2.

Scotch: You’s my brother, on the Quran. I know with you it’s satisfied or your money back. I asked for four bags plus twenty which brings it up to a metre. And there’ll be one for you plus ten, I swear on my mother’s life. And if you see that fucker Brandon, you tell him I need notes to get ahead in this life.

Lizard: On the Quran of Mecca.

Scotch: If not, he can keep doin’ business with his loser dole-bludger mate . . . You tell him that, on the Quran!

Lizard: Soon as I have the stuff, I’m comin’ down and gettin’ a good 200 end of September for two bags.

Scotch: Watch out for the size of the notes, man.

Lizard: Relax.

Scotch: Tha’s cool, bro’.

Intercept No. 8642 dated Sunday, 8 August. Intercept taken from the telephone device of the person under surveillance originating from line no. 2124357981723, the registered owner of which is not known to the Moroccan authorities. The person using the line is Mounir Charkani, alias Lizard. His interlocutor is Rakir Hassani.

Words in Arabic have been translated by Madame Patience Portefeux, who has been engaged for this purpose and who hereby jointly certifies this transcript.

130Lizard: Hi, yeah, so . . .

RH: So it’s not good. The guy, he told me it was good . . . but not right away . . .

Lizard: Don’t talk to me about stuff that’s not good. Tell me somethin’ that is good. What you sayin’ is there’s still fuck all at your end.

RH: Yeah, yeah, still nothin’.

Lizard: Come on, cuz, even when you say you got a solution sorted, it’s shit! What do you want me to tell you . . . I need my notes! I got no time to wait and you just takin’ your time. You think it’s party time, but it’s not party time, bro’, it’s shit! I got payments to make.

RH: Anyways, I still got one more dude to see who says he got 12 for me in his hands.