by Andy McNab
'You know what happened,' said Danny without a flicker of emotion.
'Do I?'
'Yeah. Exactly what it says in the report.'
Fergus nodded slowly. He could have been looking at himself all those years ago. His thoughts flicked back to the many times he'd ranted and raved at his grandson about not obeying orders, not sticking to SOPs. But he knew now that he was wrong. Danny had learned well; there was nothing more he could teach him.
Fergus smiled. 'You'll keep in touch, eh?'
'When I can. You know it might be difficult sometimes.'
'Yeah, I know,' said Fergus. He reached out and wrapped his arms around his grandson and held him tightly for a few seconds. When he stepped back, Danny could see that his grandfather's eyes were moist.
'Take care, Danny,' he said quickly and then walked away.
After a few steps he called out to the figure that had almost reached the gates at the end of Downing Street. 'Dudley!'
Dudley looked back and then stopped and waited as Fergus, with the aid of his walking stick, marched towards him, like a veteran at a Remembrance Day parade. He was showing them that, despite his injury, despite the years of conflict and action, he was still strong. He always would be.
It was all about pride – in himself, and in his grandson.
Danny watched for a few moments, then opened the passenger door of the waiting vehicle and got in.
The driver turned and looked at him. 'Go all right?'
'Yeah, it went fine.' Danny smiled. 'Prime Minister sends his regards.'
Lee laughed and started the engine, and Danny took out his mobile phone and scrolled through the saved text messages until he found the one he wanted. Safe. Thank you. x
He knew he would never see her again; it was time to make the new start complete. He pressed the delete button.
The hydraulic steel barriers at the end of Downing Street lowered and the vehicle moved slowly out into Whitehall.
Fergus and Dudley were standing by the high black gates. They both raised a hand and waved a farewell to Danny and he nodded back at them.
And then the car turned right and pulled swiftly away, towards Thames House, the headquarters of MI5.
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