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for a case like yours, though. You’re the first. Depending how it
goes, there may be others. But we’ll fit you with improvements now and again, so we need the best equipment and research. On top of that, we have to take care of our own people if they get
hurt.”
    “Doing what?”
    “What can I tell you? Have you heard of MI5?” He could speak softly now. Jordan’s hearing was acute. It was superhuman, really.
    “You mean spies, James Bond and gadgets.”
    Angel laughed. “James Bond? That’ll be the day. No, this is the real world. Unit Red’s like MI5 in a way, but more underground. Everyone’s heard of MI5, but no
one’s heard of Unit Red. Apart from my contacts in various places – like Whittington Hospital and the police. The extra secrecy gives us more flexibility to operate behind the
scenes.”
    Puzzled, Jordan asked, “Operate on what?”
    “We’re a deeper level of British Intelligence. Officially, we don’t exist. The government would deny all knowledge of us. You see, they have to be seen to be playing by the
rules. Even MI5 and MI6 are tightly regulated these days. We’re as law-abiding as we can be, but we have more freedom because we’re under the radar. We take on cases the others
couldn’t solve and, to get results, sometimes we break the rules. Our targets are terrorists and villains who are beyond normal law.”
    “You’re a super-secret agent.”
    Angel waited for a young woman with a dog to walk past them. She glanced at Jordan but didn’t pay him any particular attention. She didn’t realize that he was so special. She
didn’t notice his false arm and altered eyes.
    Eventually, Angel said, “There’s a bank robber who’s been living in Spain, out of the law’s reach, for the last twenty years. He’s just been arrested at Gatwick. In
the news, the story was that the police tricked him into getting onto a UK plane. Well, they didn’t. They can’t do things like that. It was us. We can operate undercover in Spain and at
airports without notifying the normal authorities. I won’t tell you exactly how we got him onto the plane, but a doctor made him think he was seriously ill and needed specialist treatment
over here. Another Unit Red agent working on the inside helped him come up with a disguise and false passport for the trip. It was a tidy operation.”
    “Then what?”
    “We made a case against him and handed him over to the police. They tell the press and look good. We stay in the shadows.”
    “Sounds a bit tame,” Jordan replied with a grin.
    “It was more nerve-racking than exciting,” Angel admitted. “But, believe me, we do excitement as well. And it can be dangerous. That’s why my people sometimes need
medical facilities that are out of the public eye.”
    Lowering his voice, Jordan said, “Are you licensed to kill like you-know-who?”
    Angel’s expression remained serious. “Occasionally it comes to that, but killing’s never our first choice.”
    Jordan looked into Angel’s steely face and decided not to take it any further. Unit Red’s boss was not the sort of person to be quizzed. He was like a friendly but firm teacher.
There was always tension in the air when he was around. Jordan didn’t know what sort of behaviour would tip Angel’s mood from cheerful to strict – or even to scary – but he
sensed that Angel did have a tipping point. He would not always be pleasant and relaxed.
    Jordan also wondered about Angel’s name. It was probably made up, like Jordan Stryker. Maybe real names were in short supply in Unit Red. Maybe Unit Red’s chief was called Angel
because he spent his life chasing devils.
    “Is this all there is?” Jordan asked, pointing in the direction of the house. “One place in north London?”
    “No. There’s a network of houses, but this is the HQ.”
    “When I was in hospital, you said you’d heard about me and my injuries. How?”
    “How did I hear about you?”
    Jordan nodded. He knew that