Chapters (45)
- Cover
- Praise
- Dedication
- Prologue
- Part One
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Part Two
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Part Three
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Part Four
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Part Five
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Part Six
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Acknowledgements
- 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]
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.’