The Bird That Did Not Sing (DCI Lorimer) - Plot & Excerpts
He was the sort of person who would pass unnoticed in any crowd – short and of slight build, his thinning hair making him look older than he really was; nonetheless he had command of this disparate group of men. His dark eyes roved around each one of the other five intently, seeking assurance that all present in the room were of one mind and one accord. ‘You know our aim, gentlemen.’ The last word was almost a sneer: several of the assembled group had been detained on more than one occasion at Her Majesty’s pleasure. ‘Maximum disruption. Getting our message across in the only way these idiots seem to understand!’ He was glaring at them now, arms folded across his chest as though defying any sort of opposition. ‘We had one hundred per cent success with the Drymen explosive and there has been absolutely no comeback from MI6. Right, Number Five?’ A black-haired man straightened his back as it became clear that the leader’s question was directed towards him. No names were given in these clandestine meetings and at first some of them had sniggered over this, but that had been back at the start of the previous year.
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