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of confusion in his face.
    ‘Man, I’ve seen plenty of scumbag murderers in my time, but that lady is something different. Not one ounce of regret on her face. She actually looks as if she thinks she’s innocent!’
    The other officer laughs.
    ‘They all look like that at the start Mickey, then you take them downtown, and they open up like can of beans on a cowboy ranch. CCTV doesn’t lie’
    ‘I guess you’re right. I didn’t think we were going to get here in time. Downtown is like a circus today,’ he says
    ‘Yeah, there’s some sort of virus going around. My friend at the Hospital tells me there has been a few hundred people in today complaining about a beacon’
    The other officer looks confused
    ‘A beacon? What do you mean?’
    ‘A bunch of crackpots have gone in to the hospital complaining about seeing a beacon in their arm, like some sort of homing device. They are adamant it’s flashing and when they show the doctors, they can’t see it. Fucking crazy shit man’
    ‘What do you think it could be?’
    ‘Fuck knows man; this town is full of whack jobs. We could be looking at some sort of group of hippies taking mass amount of drugs and tripping out. That’s what the hospital is putting it down to’
    ‘But a hundred of them? All of them complaining about the same thing? Surly that in its self needs an explanation’
    The man laughs
    ‘I’m not a doctor so I wouldn’t know, but I tell you what, ever since that guy blew himself up yesterday in that posh restaurant, it looks as if the city has gone mad!’
    ‘He didn’t blow himself up. People said he spontaneously combusted!’
    ‘My ass he did. That’s all just a myth. No one has eve r spontaneously combusted. I don’t care what you’ve heard!’
    The two officers laugh it off and carry on with their work.

 
    Thirteen
    ‘So it’s taken care of then?’ Mr Conway says as he bites down on his cigar and lights it up.
    Mrs Harriet stands there with a smile on her face. She knows it’s over and she is proud of her creativity on this particular assignment.
    ‘Yes sir. His wife is being pinned for his murder. We have planted some evidence in his corpse before we took the acid to his head to make it look like she wanted to cover his murder up. We also killed a few guards and morgue workers to make sure she rots’
    Mr Conway looks impressed.
    ‘So the CCTV dub of her worked then?’
    ‘Yep, we got our new technician to dupe a static image of her and render it into the CCTV footage of Mr Jones. What we got was her at the scene of the crime. They don’t have the technology to figure out it’s a fake and the media will be far too focused on her and the slayings in the morgue that they will forget about what’s really happening’
    Mr Conway smiles.
    ‘I must say Mrs Harriet, I am impressed. Well done. It looks as if disciplinary action will not be taken against you. You have earned back your seat at this table. Well done once again,’ Mr Conway says as he takes another hard pull on his Cuban cigar.
    ‘It’s nothing sir. I’m just doing what my country needs me to do’
    ‘Yes…Yes you are’
    Mrs Harriet smiles a wide specked grin as she bows her head in respect and makes her way to the door.
    ‘Before I forget Mrs Harriet, what’s your take on this spontaneous combustion angle the press and authorities are taking on our work?’
    She turns around and laughs.
    ‘Oh, I couldn’t of put it better myself. It’s a good thing they think that. Helps us continue our work.’
    ‘I thought you would say that. I myself want everyone to know what we are doing, but that will come in time. For now let them think people are self-combusting all over the place…For now anyway’

Fourteen
    ‘So you’re telling me you know nothing Mrs Novik? You just ended up on the CCTV footage? You didn’t kill any of those people? And you certainly didn’t disfigure your dead husband’s corpse with hydrochloric acid? I find that terribly hard to believe,