Epilogue:

With one last look over his shoulder Patreli smiled at the little coastal village.

It had been one hell of an assignment. But now everything was sorted, there was no need for him to stay. The Major had worked his magic and every skerrick of evidence had been boxed, filed and locked away.

The General had been dealt with in a similar way. Court Martialled and sent to Prison for the term of his natural life, or until the Army found him too daft to be a threat. As for the Associate, his mysterious role was only beginning to unfurl. INTERPOL had already expressed keen interest in getting their hands on him.

He gunned the engine, turning his face back to the road.

He’d dropped off the registration papers for Gladys this morning. She was in good hands.

The motorbike shot forward in a cloud of exhaust and soon was nothing but a speck on the windy road leading out from Sunnybay.

The radio alarm clock started with a crackle.

God she really didn’t want to get up.

His arm lazily pulled out from beside her, hitting the sleep button, before settling in around her middle.

She smiled into the pillow.

She wasn’t going to get up