by Brian Cain
CHAPTER FORTY TWO
Mechanic was waiting in the kitchen talking to Mavis and entered Winston's office as soon as Lindy had left. He set the bar as he sat down. 'You were right about Ellis.'
Winston took off his glasses sighed and lent back in his chair. 'I don't think he is guilty of some of the things being thrown at him, I'm not condoning his conduct by any means, the man should be sanctioned. Some of the allegations just don't add up.'
'When they have it in for you not much will stop them, he won't be able to show his face anywhere, they release him he won't last twenty four hours like. That's how they work, they won't even have to dirty their hands, they could do the same to me or you.'
Winston lent on his left elbow leaning forwards to the table supporting his chin with his hand, fingers around his mouth. He thought for a while, he lent back again. 'I think not, do unto other first. Do you think you can grab him when they let him out.'
'He's at Vauxhall Cross, be nearly impossible, when they release him will be a crossfire on who gets him first, that's if he hasn't condemned himself already.'
'I can get him released, I can tell you what time and where, can you do anything with that.' Winston crossed his arms.
'That's nearly impossible, but if you tell me I have to believe it. If I'm taken out who takes my place, only a few days to the race like, I think as much of the girls as you do.'
'The risk is high the benefits insurmountable, who dares wins.'
'To achieve it I would expose channels that can be traced, possibly prior to the race.'
'Suggestion, they drop him at my lawyers offices in London, looks like he is seeking legal assistance that is what will get him out, not suspicious. He gets taken to the Battersea railway bridge heliport, you have a chopper waiting for him, he is dropped at Exeter International Airport thirty five miles from Taunton. You pick him up in a Rolls Royce, the car is registered to a high court judge from the Old Bailey, currently under investigation for corruption. A young man will pick you up from the Ring of Bells pub in Taunton with the Rolls, he is a car thief and has done work for us before, his name is Terry. You let Terry drive vehicle pick up Ellis and dispose of them both. Leave no trace of your presence, where and how you dispose of them is up to you. Leave the car wherever you have them disembark, leave plenty of evidence of their presence in the vehicle, but none of yours.'
'I understand Ellis but what has this young Terry done to deserve this.'
'If I was to tell you it may affect your focus to the point of rage beyond culpability.'
'Blimey.'
'He has had his uses, I have resisted action but every time he is of use brings back the memory of reason he is compelled to do whatever is asked of him.'
'Fair enough like, Ellis is of no use should we turn him around.'
'We have several people that are of the utmost danger to our families, currently Ellis tops the list, he must be eradicated, he is aware of our security network, should he fall into the wrong hands we will have to cancel everything.'
'The ol bill spends months investigating a high court judge who knows nothing so he can tell them nothing, Terry gets the blame for everything and will never be found.'
'Possibly, should thing go as planned.'
'Pardon me for saying Winston but this is irrational behaviour on your behalf.'
'Then you would realise how serious the situation is.'
Mechanic drew a big breath and looked around the room. 'What if something goes wrong.'
'You contact me immediately.'
'What's the price of failure.'
'We loose.'
'We will be followed.'
'The chopper will head for Bristol, drop from radar level and divert to Exeter, should they get past that as soon as the vehicle is identified they will abort surveillance.'
'You are sure.'
'It's all I have.'
'A chopper disappearing from radar.'
'I appreciate the fact you question a plan, I fly under radar all the time unless in local airport airspace, expected from the charter company we use, could be me in the passenger seat. These are the things we have up our sleeve, besides they see you no one would want to be recognised conducting surveillance on your arse. The plan is radical and bold, do you want the release time.'
'Yes.'
'Nine tomorrow morning.'
'I can handle that.'
'You tell no one anything not even me, should you feel a diversion from the plan is warranted so be it as long as we have you back here and a result, should things go pair shaped call me immediately, I'm managing this and responsible for everything.'
'I'll be back by mid afternoon.'