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<strong>The</strong> <strong>Big</strong> <strong>Breach</strong>; From Top Secret to Maximum SecurityCompliments <strong>of</strong> http://www.192.comwith this unwanted intrusion on his day's skating. `Hey, Shaggy, wotyou say, we go back over the lake, if he follows us, den we give `imsomfin' interestin' to look at?' We skated back up Piccadilly, aroundHyde Park Corner and back over to the Serpentine. <strong>The</strong> helicopter dronedover a few minutes later. Shaggy and Winston glared hard at theintruder. `Right,' dem nosey bastards are asking what for,' announcedWinston. Without a further word, they turned around, bent over anddropped their shorts. `Stick your fuckin' lense up my fuckin' arse!'yelled Winston gleefully.<strong>The</strong> helicopter surveillance that afternoon made me realise that MI6were serious about keeping me under watch and persuaded me that itwould be prudent not to play around any more. That evening I posted mypassport to the New Zealand High Commission on Haymarket. A few monthslater, a probation <strong>of</strong>ficer told me that SB, under instructions fromMI6, put in a warrant to re-arrest me after I failed to post it onSaturday morning. <strong>The</strong> magistrate threw out the application, pointingout that warrants for breach <strong>of</strong> probation must be requested by theprobation service and not the police. MI6 were not deterred and onMonday morning ordered probation to put in another application. But bythen my passport was safely in the post and they couldn't justify anarrest.After my New Zealand passport was out <strong>of</strong> my hands there was no moreobvious physical surveillance. But MI6 were tapping my home and mobilephones and it was irksome knowing that people I knew in UKZ would belistening to me. Whenever I heard a good joke down the pub, I rang myhome ansaphone and repeated it so the transcribers would at least havesomething to liven up their day. I confirmed that my mail was undersurveillance by posting a couple <strong>of</strong> letters to myself, building intothem the anti-tamper tricks we learnt on the IONEC. Any letters postedat the nearest postbox to my house on Richborne Terrace were alsointercepted.In early June I saw a television documentary about the death <strong>of</strong> thePrincess <strong>of</strong> Wales and Dodi Al Fayed in the Alma tunnel in Paris inAugust <strong>of</strong> the previous year. It revealed that the chauffeur, HenriPaul, who also died, worked normally as the Ritz security manager.Mysteriously, a large sum <strong>of</strong> cash was found on his body. It dawned onme that he was the same Ritz security manager I had come across whilereading BATTLE's file in SOV/OPS section in 1992. Realising that thisinformation would be important to the imminent inquest into the deaths,but knowing that going to the British police would see me immediatelyre-arrested, I wrote to the father <strong>of</strong> Dodi Al Fayed, Mr Mohamed AlFayed, the owner <strong>of</strong> Harrods department store. <strong>The</strong>re was no reply fromHarrods, so, presuming that he was not interested in the information, Ithought nothing more <strong>of</strong> it. Six months later, after casually mentioningthis to a journalist who immediately recognised its significance, arepresentative <strong>of</strong> Mr Al Fayed contacted me. He assured me categoricallythat the letter had never arrived.Getting out <strong>of</strong> jail was a relief, but living in the real world meantworking to pay for a ro<strong>of</strong> over my head. My flat was mortgagedcommensurate with my MI6 salary, so a new job would have to be as wellpaid if I wanted to stay there. My experience in MI6 had already provendifficult to market, and to add to my difficulties MI6 said that theywould not use their contacts to help me. I didn't want another soul-page- 201 - To purchase the original limited edition hardback version <strong>of</strong> this bookplease call 08000 192 192 or go to http://www.192.com

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