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smile.
'You're slippin', Elspeth. You could have just said no,
but ... No comment means there's somethin' to comment on.'
She looked at the glass again. It was empty now. No
more procrastinatory mouthfuls to be had. She felt suddenly very
vulnerable. It was that shivering dread that
woke spin doctors in the middle of the night: the fear
of having given something away. Elspeth didn't actually
have much to give away, but that in itself was what she
didn't want known. Beadie was dead right. Something
had been brewing and she was out of the loop. Until
that point, she'd taken this exclusion to have been merely
a portent of her being passed over. Now she realised that
she had been passed over to help facilitate such exclusion.
Bee-eep. Bee-eep. Bee-eep.
Her pager's peremptory shrieking was, for once, a welcome intrusion.
Ah,' said Ian. 'Her Master's Voice. The bugs must have
picked up my attempt to squeeze you for some gen. Probably a hidden
microphone in the raspberry mille-feuilles.
What's it say?'
Elspeth watched the message scroll across the grey LCD
window.


ЕELSPETH SOS... GOT MESSAGE FROM A.L....... PETER
LOGAN NEEDS YOU ON SOMETHING URGENTLY Е
REQUESTED YOU BY NAME ... GO TO 14 DUBLIN ST
ASAFP... NAME ON BUZZER GRAHAM...

'It says God works in mysterious ways.'
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containment .


Parlabane had lost track of time. He had been staring at
the envelope in his hand for, well, could have been two
minutes, could have been ten. The screw had opened it and
handed it to him, and he had immediately stuffed the pages
back inside and returned to the cell. Sarah's handwriting
was all he needed to see. Looking at her familiar, barely
decipherable doctor-scrawl, an arcane calligraphy taught
at medical schools the world over, was like probing the
proverbial sore tooth. Actually reading it would be like
Marathon Man.
It was day six. Various survival mechanisms had kicked
in - some subconsciously, some deliberate - to get him
through this, get him through the fear, the isolation, the
regret, the desperation and the lack of adequate male
grooming facilities. But he knew he had nothing in reserve