because Colonel Nelson tells me I have to. But if you try playing smart and one of us gets killed because of it, then I’m gonna kill you.’ Mitch smiled at Sparks. ‘I think you ought to know that.’
Sparks glowered angrily, but before he could respond, the sound of hands clapping made them all look round.
Gerald was standing, smiling at them all. ‘Now, I suggest we all return to the briefing room and prepare for the next phase of this operation.’
Sparks got up, threw one last angry glare at Mitch and Two Moons, and headed for the door.Mitch began walking after him, but Two Moons stopped him.
‘Mitch,’ said Two Moons quietly. ‘I’m no fool. I know why Nelson’s put me with you and Gaz with Benny. He thinks we’re not up to it.’
‘That’s not true,’ said Mitch.
‘Don’t try and snow me, Mitch,’ said Two Moons. ‘He’s worried that I won’t take Jimmy out if I need to. Well, I got to admit, I don’t like the idea. Like I say, Jimmy saved my life, and we were buddies out in the field. That makes for a strong tie. If you want my opinion, I think something happened to Jimmy after he left us and he’s gone in the wrong direction. Maybe all he needs is some help and he can get put right.’
‘Rehabilitation?’ Mitch murmured. ‘After six assassinations? If he got caught in some countries he’d be executed.’
‘But this ain’t one of those countries,’ said Two Moons.
Mitch hesitated, then he asked, ‘But you’reaccepting that Deacon’s involved in this?’
‘Yeah. I guess I am,’ admitted Two Moons awkwardly after a brief silence. ‘But, like I say, I hate the idea of killing him.’
‘So you want us to try and take him alive?’
‘I’d do it for you,’ said Two Moons. ‘If I thought you needed help.’
‘Yes, but I ain’t Jimmy Deacon,’ said Mitch.
‘You’re my buddy,’ said Two Moons. ‘So are all the rest of the unit.’
Mitch thought it over. Then he nodded. ‘OK, Two Moons,’ he said. ‘Let’s see what we can do. If we can take him alive, we will.’
Two Moons smiled. ‘Thanks, Mitch,’ he said.
As Two Moons walked over to the coffee machine, Mitch scowled to himself. He’d just lied to Two Moons. If it came down to it, he was going to kill Jimmy Deacon, and he’d do it without a second’s hesitation. But there was no sense in saying that – he needed Two Moons on his side, especially with that idiot Sparks trying to take over.
8
In the next room, a pile of electronic hardware sat on the table. Mitch picked a tiny piece up.
‘Mini-headsets,’ he muttered.
‘Exactly.’ Gerald nodded. ‘State of the art communication. And to avoid problems with crossed lines, they’re set to different frequencies. You, Sergeant Two Moons and Trooper Mitchell, are on the same frequency as your team leader, Mr Sparks. You will be able to communicate freely in a three-way conversation at all times.’
Mitch put on the headset, which would look to any casual observer like a small hands-free mobile phone earpiece.
‘In normal circumstances we’d hope to have a trace on the mobile phones these men are using, sowe could track them,’ Gerald continued. ‘However, we haven’t yet been able to get hold of the numbers. So, for now, we are going to be tracking them the old-fashioned way: human surveillance, using these devices.
‘If you need to change frequencies’ – and here Gerald indicated a small dial on the earpiece – ‘this will do the job. It can switch over to one of the other teams or bring everyone in – in which case, it has a list of pre-set numbers which will dial back here. To avoid confusion in the field, I would ask that you only change frequencies and talk to the other teams on the orders of your own team leader.’
Yet another thing we have to take Sparks’ lead on, thought Mitch grimly.
Also on the table, beside the headsets, was a thin paper file for each team. Mitch and Two Moons picked up theirs and opened it. The photo of