Kane and Spencer

By Amy Redek

Published on Dec 18, 2011

Gay

`Well! What was he like?' Tracey asked as he took his dress off.

`Not as gorgeous looking as you darling,' I said, seeing how he'd begun to tan nicely and it went well with the underwear he was wearing, though if he got a really good tan, maybe white stockings and things would look even better.

`I mean in the other department,' he said, now taking off the underwear as I undressed too.

`Well I pumped him for information, but I get more pleasure out of pumping you,' I said as I waggled my erection at him as I got into bed.

`Is his cock as big as yours?' he asked as he too got into bed beside me.

`No.'

`But bigger than mine?'

`A little,' I said, trying to be diplomatic.

`Aw come on! Give me a bit more detail,' he said.

Well,' I began, getting a condom out of the drawer. I put one of these on like this,' taking my time in doing so, and then he went onto his knees, like this.' I dragged Tracey up and turned him over till he was in position. His bum was fatter than yours,' as I stroked his cheeks, `and definitely more sun tanned than these.'

`Oooh,' was the frustrated moan from below.

His waist was thicker,' and I ran my hands over his hips and up and down about the waist. I moved in closer till I touched him like this,' and let my cock head nuzzle his backside. `Then I pushed in hard,' and I suddenly rammed myself inside him, not giving him a chance to be ready for it.

`Jesus H. Christ!' he cried out as our bodies came together with a loud slap.

`Then I was in him like now. He loved it as much as you do,' I said as I began to move in and out.

`But what was the difference?' Tracey gasped out as I fucked him.

None at all really, but there again,' I gave a few very quick sharp stabs into him. Yes, yes, you are a little bit tighter and a better fuck than he was.'

`Oooh, keep talking dirty to me,' he begged.

`So I much prefer to keep sticking my cock up into my wife for she has a far better looking face and body and a tighter hole that is just right for this cock of mine that I'm moving in and out of.' I was really going now and hammering myself hard against his rear and then came. I hugged him tight as I jerked my hips as I came in those short bursts.

`You didn't...say you...loved him...did you?' He asked in between the jabs I was giving him.

`I'll never say that to anyone but you,' I panted as I leaned on his back for a moment. He gave out a cry as I pulled out and went and got rid of the condom. When I got back, the sheet was down the bed and Tracey was laying the opposite way and so I knew what he wanted me to do.

I lay down next to him and he was quickly onto my still erect cock to suck out the last drops while I took his into my mouth and sucked on him till he came. We then kissed and giggled as he knew I had held back some of his sperm to pass across.

Before we fell asleep, I told him what I planned to do in respect of Bee Bee and he was delighted that we were going to have another go at him.

Ferdie woke us up by knocking at the door and I shouted out for him to come in. Tracey coyly going down under the covers.

`There's a guy here with a trolley full of breakfast things and he wants a signature.'

`Okay,' I said, getting out of bed and walking into the other room naked. I didn't care who saw me like this for I was half hard but it still looked as though it was limp, so it looked very good. The waiter got an eyeful as I signed the check and Ferdie had a mouthful as soon as the door was closed. I glanced back and our door was almost closed and Tracey couldn't see us, so I let him continue to suck on me and I held his head firm in my hands as he let me take over to face fuck him. He rolled his eyes up at me in pleasure as I came in his mouth and even gave me a wink as he swallowed and gave me a quick lick after I pulled out. He'd even had his own cock out and had jerked himself off to come all over the carpet as he had sucked on me.

I sat down at the table and began to butter some toast so as to give time for my cock to subside.

`Do you want your breakfast in there?' I called out.

`No. I'm coming,' Tracey called back.

I've just come myself,' I murmured in a low voice. Help yourself Ferdie,' I then said in a normal voice. `There's enough for the three of us.' Tracey came into the room then, wearing the big fluffy bathrobe. I guessed he put on his padded bra first because you could see the little mounds that should have been breasts beneath the robe.

Why didn't you put some clothes on first?' he said to me. It's not seemly to eat naked like that.'

Food and coffee was more important first,' I said round a piece of toast. Besides, you both have seen me like this before, so why should I be shy now?'

Well it's not polite,' he said with a sniff. You wouldn't sit down to breakfast like that in the Governor's house, would you?'

`It would depend on whether I'd fucked the Governor really.' Ferdie almost choked on his coffee at this and quickly apologised and wiped his mouth on a napkin. Tracey let this pass and we carried on eating.

Well Ferdie. We are leaving today and we had better see to getting you up to the villa.' I went over to the phone and asked them downstairs of the cost of a flight to Freeport. They told me and I went into the bedroom and counted out some money and then gave it to Ferdie. He protested, but I forced it on him. There's also enough there for a taxi to take you to the airport. You might even have some left over for the other end.' I'd put on a bathrobe now and so we shook hands and he kissed Tracey's hand and we promised to look him up next time we were out this way. He had a huge smile on his face as he left us.

We're leaving?' Tracey asked. I thought we were going to see to Bee Bee?'

`We are. But don't forget, Ferdie is going back to the villa. I left a message last night that he would be back and that the English couple were going back to England. Now Ferdie knows us as Sir Michael and Lady Kingsley, maybe not the surname, but if he is asked questions by Bee Bee, he'll only tell him what he knows.'

Right,' Tracey breathed out, now understanding. When do the troops arrive?'

`Troopers, not troops. Colin and Donald. At ten o'clock, so let's get dressed to go and meet them.'

`What about Ferdie? He'll be at the airport.'

`I hope not. His plane leaves at nine thirty.'

You think of everything,' Tracey said, coming and sitting on my lap, wiggling his bottom. Have we got time for a little bit of fun?'

`No,' I said.

`I didn't think so after you letting him have it.'

`What?'

`I peeked round the door and saw him down on his knees. He must really have enjoyed you last night. I can also say that yes, he is a little bit bigger than me, but I would have liked the chance for a closer inspection.'

`Know your place woman,' I said sternly, somewhat mortified that my darling Tracey had seen me being sucked off by Ferdie.

`Yes my darling husband. As long as you know you can only fuck somebody else if I say so.' It was said with such a sweet smile that I couldn't help but laugh and give him a kiss.

`Come on. Let's get dressed. We've got lots to do today,' but then I noticed the morning paper underneath the trolley. I pulled it out and there on the front page was a picture of the yacht Vespa. Mysterious explosion at sea, ran the leader above the picture. The yacht Vespa, owned by Sir Bertram Bingham, sunk after an explosion twenty miles north of Nassau. Sir Bingham and most of the crew and guests made it safely to Freeport in the boat's dinghy and three other survivors were picked up by a Lyon Island boat and carried to Nassau. Sir Bingham was unavailable for comment and police are now investigating.

`Do you think the police will be asking us questions?' Tracey asked.

They'll have a job of finding Sir Michael and Lady Kingsley now, wouldn't they?' I grinned. Come on Mrs. Kane, let's get dressed.'

`Lady Kane has a better ring to it,' he said as he flounced out of the room. I laughed and followed him, giving him a smack on the bottom as I did so.

We took a taxi to the airport and got there just as the plane landed from London. As they didn't have to wait for baggage, Colin and Donald were amongst the first to emerge from customs. They looked tired but their faces lit up at seeing us and it was handshakes all round.

Why couldn't it be for a week?' Colin asked. Sun, sand and sea'

`The captain canna' afford it,' Donald said, being the Scotsman he was.

`Now I know you're tired, but you can sleep later. There's things to get before you do. You can sleep the afternoon and half the evening away once we've got everything settled.' I was saying this as we left the airport and got into a taxi to take us to the hotel. We didn't speak in the car for these two men knew when to keep silent.

I bought some large sheets of paper from the hotel lobby's newsagent and led them to the lift and up to our suite. With some bottles of beer in our hands, I drew some sketches of the villa and lay-out as described by Ferdie and told them what I wanted to do. I then let them make suggestions as to the how of it and they came round to the same procedure that I had planned. But it gave them the satisfaction of having had some say in the operation instead of just being told what to do.

We all then went to Garibaldi's to find what we wanted. I'd changed a fistful of sterling into dollars, U.S., because they took them as much as Bahamian dollars, the exchange rate being the same.

It didn't look much of a store from the front but we went inside to be greeted by a youth that looked at us a bit warily, three big men and a woman coming into the shop.

`I would like to speak to Samson please,' I said quite pleasantly.

`Boss man not here,' the youth said.

`Then tell boss man not here, that I am Marcus Kane and though I didn't actually know Francis Lyon, she and I are, or were, in the same sort of business.'

A pity you didn't know Miss Francis,' a big man said, coming from behind a beaded curtain. A fine woman, and so was her brother, Sir Gervaise. How do you know of Miss Francis?'

Well we sort of both had dealings with certain people in London. Well I still do, though Miss Francis does not any longer. You might say we work for the same firm. Oh, I have this for the boatmen from Lyon Island,' and I gave him a hundred dollars, for pulling us out of the sea yesterday.'

`Ah, Sir Michael and Lady Kingsley.'

Yes. They are on their way to London at this very moment. This is Mrs. Kane by the way,' I said, bringing Tracey to the front, and these two gentlemen have come over especially to help me in what I have to do.

Now I need two grappling irons, padded and with knotted rope. About twenty five foot or so. A car, with a driver at Freeport airport for about two hours. A plane to take us four there and bring five back. Then, I wonder if it is possible to hire one of the Lyon Airways plane's to take us to London and then, turn round and bring us back?'

`I'd have to speak to somebody else about the last, but yes, I think it could be arranged, for when?'

`Say about six in the morning.'

`I take it that the extra one coming back to Nassau would be Sir Bingham?'

`Correct. He's wanted quite urgently in London, and we are here to see he gets there.'

`I always knew he was dirty. He would have come unstuck if he'd have tried anything here,' Samson said.

`There are a couple of other things as well that I haven't mentioned yet. I need something to keep him quiet and yet still able to walk, and then something to shut him up completely for about ten hours.' He chuckled.

`Know exactly what you want there.'

`Then a small amount of explosive as I want to get into his safe, but not blow the contents to smithereens. Something like XR2.'

`That I don't have.'

`No matter. I know where there is some.' He grinned at me.

Get a bit extra and we could do a trade.' I laughed and thought it was a damn good idea. You want all this for tonight then?'

`That was the general idea.'

`Okay. See me here at seven and if you can give me some XR2, we've got a deal. The planes are extra.'

`Fine. Thanks for your help Samson.'

`You're welcome.'

So we trooped out and walked along the harbour for the short distance to the Hilton. The others understood that it was to be grappling hooks to scale the balustrade to the second floor. Sedate Bee Bee to get him to the airport. Plane from Freeport to Nassau and then onto another plane to hand him over to the Special Branch.

Up in the suite, I said that they could get some sleep in our bed, but not to do what we did in there. They laughed as they looked at each other and both shook their heads. I said I would wake them much later and so they should get at least seven hours kip and I would have a meal ready for them when I did so.

Tracey and I left them to bed down for it was really their night time having left England so long ago. We went off to pay a visit to Dennis Carson. I phoned before we left so that he would be expecting us and on giving my name to the doorman, he phoned downstairs and we soon were shaking hands with him again before being led down to his little office.

`Well I see that there's some of the stuff I won't be getting back,' he said as he tapped the newspaper.

`One hell of a bang it was too,' I said as I smiled at him.

`So what is it you're after now?'

`A bit more. Don't look alarmed. I only want about half the size and a couple of detonators to go with it. No, let's say four.'

`Ah, well I suppose I could,' he started off.

`If it's a question of money, I can pay for them,' I said.

`It's not the question of how much it's worth, it's the tax payer who foots that bill. It's just that I have to account for where and what it is used for.'

For Queen and country,' I said sardonically. As long as I'm not doing the law abiding citizens any harm, what's a few ounces of explosive?' He gave a snort and a sigh and left the office for about ten minutes and came back and placed a lump of this plastique and four detonators on the desk.

`Is this all?'

Yes thank you Dennis. For the rest we will just have to make do with what we can find.' I used different pockets to store what he'd given us and shook hands. Maybe we can do business again.' He gave me a sick smile in return.

We didn't go to the hotel but opted for a snack instead of a proper lunch and a couple of beers at a local pub. Then we went back to the hotel and being quiet so as not to wake the other two, settled on the sofa and had a nap, nestled in each other's arms.

I woke up with pins and needles in my arm and found that it was half past six. I eased myself out from under Tracey without waking him and went out to see Samson. I was there just before seven, but that didn't matter for he had all what I'd asked for. I then pulled out the explosive and he told me exactly how much I would need for a safe door, so I let him have the rest and three of the detonators in exchange for the grappling irons, the prongs covered in felt, with the ropes attached. I said that he could have these back if I got the chance.

`Just leave them with the car driver in Freeport.'

`Can we trust him?' I asked.

`It will be my brother-in-law, so you've no worries on that side. The plane will be standing by from three o'clock to take you to Freeport. It's only thirty minutes. Then it will bring you back to Nassau to meet up with a Lyon jet that has a takeoff slot at six. It is solely for your use and will land at Heathrow at about nine their time. One hour for checks and refuelling and a change of crew, it will take off again at about ten, again, their time for the return flight.'

`Perfect,' I said, and blanched at the cost, but paid him.

`The jet we've provided you with does have two cabins with beds in, so it is really a luxury flight which I'm sure you will enjoy. All meals and drinks are free.'

`I should hope so at that price.'

So I was all set with my materials, men and flights and the rest, so I went back to the hotel in high spirits. Then had the horrible thought that the bastard might not be at the villa to sleep. He might of gone off somewhere else. This slowed me down, but there wasn't anything I could do about it if he did. I would just have to chase after him if he got away again. I'd found him once, though only by luck, but I wasn't going to let him get away again.

I woke Tracey up by lifting his dress up and taking him into my mouth and sucking on him. He gave out a few groans and then stretched and gave my hair a ruffle as he came erect and finally spent himself in my mouth.

What a darling,' he said sleepily as he finished coming and I swallowed it before kissing him. You do know the right way to get round me. Tell me what you want and you shall have it.'

`You with your dress off.'

`The others might walk in and then where would we be?'

`Having a fuck?' I got a slap and a smile for that.

`Have you ordered dinner yet?'

`No. I waited to see what you wanted before I ordered. They will have to take pot luck.'

Tracey fancied a steak and so did I, so it was four medium steaks and all the trimmings I ordered and then went and woke up the two men. Giving them time to wake up properly and have a wash or whatever they wanted to do.

We took our time over the meal for we had lots of time to spare. We then checked the equipment and went over the plan again. I didn't expect to spend more than thirty minutes at the villa for the snatch and so our schedule was that we left Nassau at three. Land at half past. Allow fifteen minutes to the villa. Half hour there to grab him. Fifteen minutes back brought us to half past four. Thirty minute flight back to Nassau gave us enough time to get him loaded aboard well in time for the six o'clock take off.

It sounded good and it was good, and like all good soldiers, one at least had a pack of cards to while away the time till the off. Though Tracey declined when, with a smirk, strip poker was suggested. It came down to whist with four of us playing. It was a less acrimonious game and it was only one partner shouting at the other for a stupid play. We packed up at two and began to get our things together and have one last run through of what we were going to do. I also remembered to include our passport in our things.

We left the hotel and got one of the never sleeping taxi drivers to take us to the airport with one big bag. It didn't take long to get there and our plane was waiting for us. We were now getting into a time schedule as we took off and before we knew it, circling to land at Freeport. There was only a half crescent moon and the sky so clear you could see more stars than you would ever be able to count. Though we had a torch, I didn't think we would need it.

The car and driver supplied by Samson was there waiting for us and soon took us to the villa.

`Favus House,' said Tracey as we went past on an overall look.

`Christ! The man's bee mad.'

`Why,' I asked, stupidly.

`Favus is the Latin for honeycomb.'

`That's what a college education does for you,' I said to Colin and Donald, leaning over the seat, for I was sitting next to the driver.

`I bet you can't say it in Celt?' Donald asked in his dour voice.

`No,' Tracey admitted.

`Neither can I,' he replied and went off into a hooting laugh. I liked this just before an action. It meant that everybody was happy and could relax with this type of humour. We drove to the far side of the villa and parked up. We were on the west and landward side and could see quite clearly in the starlight, the corner of what was Bee Bee's bedroom. The balcony was just as described, about twenty to twenty five foot off the ground, a moulded concrete rail supported by small pillars.

There it is,' I pointed out. Are we all ready?' They were. They had the grappling irons and I had the two ampoules and syringes, plus the plastique and my shoulder holster with gun just in case. We left the car, closing the doors quietly and went and easily broke through the brushwood fence that surrounded the property. I thought a man like this would have had alarms set about the place, but Ferdie had assured me that there wasn't any in the grounds. It was only fifty yards and we were soon there beneath his balcony. There was about five foot of planted flowers before the walls, but we weren't worried about leaving footprints as we trampled the blooms as Colin and Donald coiled their ropes before swinging the irons two or three times before letting them go. The two hooks sailed up and over to land with dull thuds that even we could only just hear, let alone anyone else outside. I just hope it didn't wake the occupant of the room, if, as I'd been told, he slept with the French windows open.

The ropes were pulled taut and gathered until the irons hooked themselves under the balustrade. A couple of tugs to make sure they were secure, and then Colin and Donald climbed up quite quickly with me close behind. I was glad the ropes had knots in, for I knew I was out of shape and these knots helped me with my footing. Tracey stayed below to cover our retreat, or at least warn us if anything happened outside whilst we were inside.

The windows were open as predicted but it was all gloom inside compared to the wan moon and starlight outside. I gave a quick flash of the torch towards the bed I could see and confirmed that it was indeed Bee Bee, gently snoring away in his bed.

I got out the first ampoule and fitted it into the syringe and at a nod from me, the other two pounced on him, covering his mouth and startling him into wakefulness. This I soon changed by jabbing the needle into his arm and within seconds he went limp. Not exactly limp, but incapable of giving us any resistance as he was dragged out of the bed and found that he could still stumble along when held up.

We got him out onto the balcony and he was propped up with his backside against the balustrade. I didn't like his choice of pyjamas one bit.

`How are we going to get him down?' Colin asked.

`Easy,' I said, and put my hand to his chest and gave him a shove. Over he went and we heard him land with a thump in the middle of a flower bed.

`What if he broke his neck?' Donald asked.

`Well, I'd have to cancel half my plans,' I said, not caring whether I'd broken his neck or not in his fall.

You stupid bastards!' came the hissing voice of Tracey. The cunt nearly landed on me!' I jumped in quick for I had an idea what they might say in reply to this.

`Shut it! Don't say what you are thinking,' I said to them.

`How did you know what I was thinking?' Colin grinned at me.

`Is the Pope Catholic?' I countered.

That's why he was a captain,' Donald said as he gave Colin a thump, and you stayed a private.'

`Okay. Fix the other rope so that we can retrieve it,' I said as I went down the other one with Colin right behind me. Donald dropped our hook over the edge and pulled up the other rope and released the hook and used the rope in a loop so that he could get down and still collect the whole thing when he was down.

`Did I break his neck?' I asked Tracey a little hopefully.

`No. But it knocked the wind out him.'

`Right. You carry the ropes and they can get him to the car.'

`What are you going to do?' Tracey then asked.

`Give the orders and watch that they are carried out. So you've been told what to do, so do it.' I got a scowl, but he gathered up the two ropes and hooks and followed Colin and Donald as they had Bee Bee upright between them for him to stumble and be half dragged across the grass to the gap we had made when we entered the grounds.

The driver of the car had the door open for us when we got there. I never did find out his name, and our victim was pushed inside and we then all got in and the car was slowly turned round to move off. If he had been a member of the squad he would have got a rocket from me, for the car should have already been turned for our getaway, but he wasn't, so I didn't.

Take it easy,' I said to him. We are well within our time limit,' and I sat back quite pleased with myself and the lads of course, for pulling this off without any alarm being given.

We were still ten minutes ahead of schedule when we got to the airport and half carried Bee Bee to the plane and got him inside. I left the ropes and irons with the driver and got into the plane with the others and we strapped ourselves in for the take off.

Oh shit! I said to myself. I had forgotten that I had intended to blow his safe but hadn't allowed any time for it. That was why I was a walking bomb. So be it. I would just have to go back later to do that after we had delivered him to London.

It was a smooth ride and we soon coasted in to land at Nassau and had permission to run up to the private hangers that were on the perimeter of the airfield.

There waiting for us was a sleek jet with its steps down and we drew up as close as we could. We got out and I let the others manhandle our captive out, who was mumbling as he was led up the steps. I liked the look of the interior of the jet. It had twenty seats and what looked like cabins at the rear. There was also a couch which was perfect for us as they made Bee Bee lie down for me to give him the second injection which would, I hope, knock him out for the duration of the flight. He went out like a light and was then strapped down. At this point, the pilot captain came up to me.

`I'm not quite sure what you are doing Mr, er...'

Kane. Marcus Kane,' I told him. You have been hired to fly the plane. You do your job and I'll do mine. I'm sorry to be so brusque, but this man is a dangerous and wanted felon. I'm taking him back to get his just desserts. There are four of us to look after him so he is no danger to you, the aircraft or any of the crew. I've hired this aircraft in all good faith, but if you want the British Government to step in and commandeer it, please say so, for I would rather keep this on a purely friendly basis. I must add that I'm very impressed with what I've seen so far. Are they by any chance, bedrooms back there?'

`Yes sir.'

`Just what the doctor ordered. Myself and my wife have had two very busy days. The yacht we were on was blown up and we finished up in the sea. We were lucky to survive. I then had to apprehend this criminal at great personal risk. I, and my wife are very tired and would like to sleep the whole way to London. My two companions here have had the advantage of having had nearly seven hours sleep in the last twenty four hours. Me, three. So could we please be friendly and get us airborne to London and let me go to bed?'

`Yes sir,' he said as I sat down in the first seat looking most weary. He disappeared into the cockpit and a sweet looking thing came to give us the take off procedure, or should I say crash procedure. Take off was just seat upright and belt up. Crash, well, that was a different matter.

We took off on time and soon were cruising at some fantastic high altitude and quickly came into daylight as we were served breakfast, which was excellent. I then asked the stewardess if I could speak to the captain again. She went off and a couple of minutes he came into the cabin.

`I'm sorry to trouble you when you are working captain.'

`No trouble sir. The second officer is quite capable.'

Please sit down.' He sat. I desperately need a few hours sleep but I must speak to London. Privately. Do the bedrooms there have a phone of some sort? Can you patch me in?'

`Of course sir. But I would advise you to be circumspect in what you say. It is radio and therefore can be monitored by just anybody.'

`Thank you for the advice. I'll go back now and if you can get me linked up to a London telephone exchange, I'd be most obliged.' He got up and the stewardess came and showed me and Tracey to a bedroom. It looked luxurious. It wasn't that large, but it was a bed in a plane and there wasn't much room to move about, but it was a bed. I climbed onto the bed and so did Tracey. There was a tinkling from the bedside phone and I picked it up.

`I have a London exchange for you sir,' the pilot said, and I then got the tinny voice asking which number did I desire. I gave the woman the number I had on my false visiting card.

Royal Exchange,' came a nice female voice, how can I help you?'

`I'm sorry I don't know your name, but the operation is over. My name is Marcus Kane and I would be most grateful if you could transfer me direct to Spencer.'

Hold the line sir.' I waited a minute or two before the line crackled. Spencer. That you Kane?'

`That was the name I gave, yes sir. I am at the moment, I don't know how many miles above the earth on a radio phone, so I cannot really say what I want to.'

`Understood.'

`I have with me the bird that flew the Manor.'

`What?'

`You heard. I have him. I need an ambulance to meet us at Heathrow at about seven o'clock in the evening your time. He's not injured. Just sedated.'

`Well done Kane, well done. Report to me as soon as you get in.'

`I beg your pardon sir. I'm on convalescence leave. I'm going straight back out to finish it.'

`Oh. Well you've got six hours then to write out a report. Give it to...well, I think you will recognise the man. Give it to him when you land. I'll make sure he's there with the ambulance.'

Fucker, I mouthed at the phone.

Well it's good news you've given me, but I have some bad news to give to you.' I gave out a groan. The Boyle brothers have skipped bail. They were under observation but managed to dodge them. The word on the street is that they were headed for that part of the world you have just come from.'

`Shit!' I couldn't help saying.

`Exactly. Now whether they were going to see who you've got or gone looking for you, is anybody's guess.'

`On quick thinking, I would say yes to the first. If it's the second, then you've got a serious leak, and I'm not really a qualified plumber to sort that kind of problem out.'

`Point taken. You take care when you get back there then. Good luck, and again, well done. Your plane will be met at Heathrow as you want.' The line went dead and I lay back on the pillow and gave out a groan.

`What's up? I couldn't hear what he was saying to you.'

`The Boyle brothers have skipped bail and London believe that they are headed for the Bahamas.'

`Oh shit!'

`That's exactly what I said.' I then jiggled the phone's cradle and the second officer answered.

`I'm sorry to trouble you again, but I need to make another two telephone calls. One to London and the other to Nassau.'

`No problem sir. Just keep hold of the phone and I'll get the exchanges for you. London first?'

Yes please.' and so I waited until we got connected. Tracey. Be a darling and get the other two in here to hear this.' Tracey got off the bed and went out into the main cabin and was back within a minute as Colin and Donald crammed into the limited floor space. Sit on the bed, it's more comfortable. I've got to tell you...Hello, yes,' I said to the operator and gave her Charlie's number. We, well you won't be getting off it seems. We're all going back...Hello? Charlie? Look, I've got Colin and Donald in here to hear me say this. Now this is an open line, do you understand? Right. Okay. Now we will be landing at seven this evening, your time at Heathrow and will take off at eight. Now get yourself and as many of the squad that you can to catch this flight. Full combat gear except, I say again except, weapons. Bring whatever you can for I don't know yet what we are going up against. Just to say that the Boyle brothers are at the bottom of it. What? No. All you need are your passports. Yes. Be at the airport by seven. Right, see you then,' and I then let the line get clear and jiggled the rest again until the second officer came on again. That was fine. Can you now get me Nassau. Thank you, yes, I'll hold.' Then I turned to Colin and Donald. Well the Boyle brothers are on the loose and believed to be either going to find that prat we've got out there, or me. There is also another scenario and that is they might have got wind of who we are, or have done, and are hoping to take over. Whichever way we are looking at it, we are going back with the rest of the squad to get this settled once and for all. Are you in?'

`Yes sir,' they said in chorus with grins on their faces.

`Well done lads. Now if you want to have a sleep, take turns and use the other bedroom. Okay, push off, I've still got some other calls to make before I can get some kip.' They left the cabin and then I had Tracey start in on me.

`Marcus! You're tired. You need sleep. Can't you do this later?'

`Just one more call and then I can sleep darling. You can hold me in your arms and tell me...Yes, right. Get me Garibaldi's in Nassau.' I then had to spell out the name and hope that I got it right. I then waited another minute and a voice came on the line that I thought was the young man we saw the first time there.

Get the boss man to the phone now! It's urgent! It's Kane speaking. Tell him that.' I waited about another minute before I heard the receiver being picked up. Samson?'

`Yes.'

This is Kane. Look, another problem has cropped up. This one we started is fine, but it's another one that is developing. There are two men that we think are either just arriving, or soon to arrive, or even have landed for all I know.' I then gave him the best description I could from my once seeing them in the Rose and Crown pub in Whitechapel. Now they could be alone or with others. Can you put some people out at the airport to spot them and see where they hole up. I'll cover all expenses. Also see if they try and recruit any hard people, how many and so forth. If they've already landed, put some people to try and find them. I know it's a bit vague, but they are trouble. Now we will be leaving London at eight their time. I'm too tired to work it out, but you should be able to find out when we arrive. Okay? Have a car waiting for us and we'll have a meeting with anybody who has sighted them in my suite at the Hilton. Yes. Good man. See you soon.' I got a quick brief kiss from Tracey as I lay my head back down on the pillow and he replaced the phone as I fell asleep.

Next: Chapter 6: Kane and Spencer 7 8


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