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gold spectacles perched firmly on the bridge of his nose.

"I trust you've come alone," he murmured as Packer sat, his accent
vaguely north of Birmingham.

"You mean you're not sure?"

Jackman stifled a smirk. Of course he was sure.

"You on the other hand have brought some friends along," Sam remarked,
inclining his head towards the door.

"You noticed. I'm glad. You were meant to."

"You pay them to look after you? Or they do it for love?"

Jackman chuckled.

"What do you think .. ." Behind the small, polished lenses his eyes
lacked self-confidence. The look of a man used to peering over his
shoulder. The armed men in the car park would be regular escorts, Sam
surmised.

"Drink?" Jackman offered.

"That'd be nice."

"I've ordered some Cape Red .. ."

"Fine."

"Brain glue I call it."

"I know. And a glass of water please."

Jackman had only to raise his hand from the table for the waiter to be
at his elbow.

"Some water for my guest, Emanuel."

"Tell you what," said Sam, glancing up.

"Mind if we change tables? There's a terrible draught here."

The waiter looked to Jackman for guidance. The stony consternation on
the gun-runner's face was enough to harden Sam's suspicion of a
microphone beneath the mahogany.

Jackman chuckled again.