'And they all have their weapons and plenty of ammo?' 'Uzi machine-pistols, grenades, rifles - automatic. All we took from that raid on the Herstal armaments depot in Belgium a couple of days ago.' Grand-Pierre went on quickly before Klein could ask the question. 'And we dropped that piece of paper with the faked details for robbing a bank.' 'I think that's it. I'd better get back.' 'You have someone with you -I saw him as I passed the window.' 'A man you may have heard of - coming from Paris. The Monk.' 'You have him?' Grand-Pierre couldn't keep the surprise out of his voice. 'My God! You must be paying him a fortune.' 'He's a key figure in the operation.' Klein ignored the implied question as to how much Marler was being paid. He was watching the Englishman over Grand-Pierre's shoulder as Marler tucked into his meal. Til go now then,' the Frenchman said. 'Do that.' Klein clapped a hand on his shoulder. 'One more thing. The bombs for the refineries?' Grand-Pierre was used to this ploy.
