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“Only got Graphite Sir!” he said,
“Ok, two fifty mill of Fleetol.” I agreed. “Lube sir” Andrews asked as he picked up a can of Duckhams Fleetol Multigrade oil. Of course that was bollocks, we had changed the detonator’s phone number and we just wanted him under the security Camera before we triggered the bomb. There was the muffled crump of an explosion. The dismount was quite straightforward, first we lashed Abdul’s wrists and ankles with cord so we could take the Handcuffs off and then on my signal Andrews slashed the cords securing Abdul’s left hand and foot with his Swiss Army Knife, while I slashed the other side with a Stanley knife. “Oh yes, he’s by the shelter.” she said breezily, “Apparently he jogged in.”
He was against the gate when I climbed out of the Humvee we had sort of borrowed from our trans-atlantic friends, the lads had Abdul secured, they had shut a gate on the tow rope and pulled him tight against the gate with the Land Rover still the best part of fifty