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Chapters (45)
  1. Cover
  2. Praise
  3. Dedication
  4. Prologue
  5. Part One
  6. Chapter One
  7. Chapter Two
  8. Chapter Three
  9. Part Two
  10. Chapter Four
  11. Chapter Five
  12. Chapter Six
  13. Chapter Seven
  14. Chapter Eight
  15. Chapter Nine
  16. Part Three
  17. Chapter Ten
  18. Chapter Eleven
  19. Chapter Twelve
  20. Chapter Thirteen
  21. Chapter Fourteen
  22. Chapter Fifteen
  23. Chapter Sixteen
  24. Part Four
  25. Chapter Seventeen
  26. Chapter Eighteen
  27. Chapter Nineteen
  28. Chapter Twenty
  29. Chapter Twenty-One
  30. Chapter Twenty-Two
  31. Part Five
  32. Chapter Twenty-Three
  33. Chapter Twenty-Four
  34. Chapter Twenty-Five
  35. Chapter Twenty-Six
  36. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  37. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  38. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  39. Chapter Thirty
  40. Chapter Thirty-One
  41. Chapter Thirty-Two
  42. Part Six
  43. Chapter Thirty-Three
  44. Acknowledgements
  45. About the Author

He stormed out of the kitchen holding his beer. I sat down at the table and looked at all the food laid out. I was positive he’d come back and I’d hand him a plate of his favourite noodles and his anger face would drop and we’d have a little giggle about how his hunger had ruined his big exit.

But he didn’t come back.

Part Five

Part Five

Tantrum

tantrum, n.

1. An uncontrolled outburst of anger and frustration, typically in a young child.

2. A fit of rage.

From: [email protected]

To: [email protected]

Subject: You are a WINNER$$$$$

MISSION: #80521

UNIT: WHISTLE

DATE: Saturday 5th October

ALERT: PENG DEPARTS TOMORROW EVENING

Chapter Twenty-Three

Chapter Twenty-Three

HATTIE WAS HOLDING COURT at the front of the meeting room. ‘Today Lord Wycombe and his family will be hosting Peng and the delegation in their modest little forty-bedroom castle in Oxfordshire, where they’ll be treating them to the full aristocratic experience. Peng gets there for lunch and then will partake in a pheasant shoot followed by a spot of duck hunting, rounded off with a champagne reception and a four-course black-tie dinner.’

I’d got to work this morning with a renewed vigour for succeeding in this mission. Sitting at breakfast, Gigi had sung-shouted ‘Twinkle Twinkle, Little Star’ to us as she spoon-fed porridge to her dolly, and I had apologised to Will again. Holding his hand, we’d reached another temporary truce as I’d promised quality time away together next week. Now we really needed to wrap this mission up so I could deliver. Peng, alive, and out the country. Frederick, back at Six, and out of my life. And me, focusing on my family.

‘We all know this is the prime time for the Coyote to strike,’ Hattie continued. ‘It’s a security nightmare and I’ve only been able to get Lex inside the castle. They would only grant permission for one Diplomatic Protection Officer as it’s a private event and they’re claiming they have more than enough security present to keep Peng safe.’

‘Frederick will be there too,’ I said. ‘He told me he was at school with Lord Wycombe so has already got himself an invite.’

Jake snorted. ‘’Course he has. Why am I not surprised they’re chums?’

‘Jake – we’ll be on-site monitoring the perimeter. With Lex and Frederick within the main party, at least we’ll have eyes in the midst of any potential action.’

‘Peng’s spending the afternoon surrounded by people holding shotguns. I’m not sure just Frederick and me are going to be enough protection.’