A Choice of Evils Read Online Free PDF Page A

late or early, as I arrived first. Within a few minutes the sisters were walking across the grass towards me. They were so dressed up that it could have been for an audition as they turned on their charms.
    Smiles all round was the best way to describe our meeting. An empty bench nearby would act as our office. As greetings faded into business mode, I went through the story of what I needed from them. I wanted photographs, the house, business and car numbers of Ahmed and Bruce. They would need a few quick change disguises each and a pair of walkie talkies to follow Ahmed after my meeting at London zoo. It was nice to watch the excitement bubble up in their faces. I wanted as much info on them as was possible by 1 st Feb’ at 10pm as my meeting with the weasel was on the 2 nd Feb’. I knew I was cutting it a bit fine, but this would give me the information the weasel needed to check them out. Once in possession of these facts, I could place my transmitters in their houses and act accordingly to what I would learn.
    Both Lisa and Laura were bursting with questions but I knew that £200 each was worth more than their curiosity. I gave them each a half down payment which earned me a twin smile. They were to make no recognition of me at the zoo and report back at 10pm that night. What they didn’t know was that Flash gun Terry would be clicking at them too.
    After listening to their close encounters with some celebrities and famous film stars, my ears felt a bit sore so I made excuse that I had another meeting to attend. In fact, I had been absent from my typewriter for a few days, so it was partly true. My new novel needed a kick start and my current operations had stimulated my mind. There was no more I could do until the 1 st Feb’, so it was a good opportunity to develop the plot. Home then, was where I would spend the next three days.
    I said goodbye to the sisters and watched them walk cheerily away. It wasn’t long before I arrived home to test out the listening devices around my home in different locations. So with some typing and a few experiments, I had plenty to keep me busy. It felt like the old days again when I planned my thieving from home. If only the neighbours knew who lived next door to them, I thought.
    After three days, I came out of my cocoon feeling good with my achievements. I had typed twenty five pages and the transmitter experiments had been perfect. I had been oblivious of time passing and now it was the 1 st February. Today was my scheduled meeting at the zoo. I had set the alarm for 9am this morning instead of 7am. A shave, shower, shampoo and a sausage were top of my list. Like clockwork, my ABC checks done, I left home allowing for heavy traffic. Not even the glad tidings of radio 4 could make me late.
    With my mind on the meetings, I left home at 10.30am. As usual, the dreary stop and start journey along the Marylebone road was not without hiccups. Coming through Knightsbridge, I saw the many Arab extravaganzas of Rolls Royce’s and eight seater limousines denoting the wealth of their owners. My old sierra looked a bit out of place by comparison. But right will have its way. Two bumps and a nasty put down look did not leave me wanting for words. Do you know who I am expressions, never impressed me. But their money did! In spite of all this, I reached Regents Park zoo at 11.30 am.
    Flash gun Terry was in his car between the two trees as arranged. I parked away from him and opening my window, dropped the purchased memory cards for his digital camera as agreed. He had noticed me and picked them up as I now entered the zoo. Next I saw two old ladies with large carrier bags by the gate as I paid to go in. I wondered if they had come to live there with all that baggage.
    With twenty minutes to spare, I plotted up behind an ice cream stall opposite the turnstile entrance. A steady stream of visitors came in as a wide variety of nationalities through the turnstiles. If Dr Ahmed had a shadow it would