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The Big Breach; From Top Secret to Maximum SecurityCompliments of http://www.192.comMESSAGE BEGINS1. CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR SUCCESSFUL FIRST MEETING WITH APOCALYPSE.THE INTELLIGENCE WAS EXCELLENT BUT, AS YOU POINT OUT, WE NEED FURTHERDETAIL. UNFORTUNATELY APOCALYPSE CONTACTED ROME STATION YESTERDAY AT1900 HOURS ON HIS EMERGENCY CONTACT NUMBER. HIS MAFIA CONTACT HASREQUESTED A MEETING IN MILAN AT 2100 TODAY. IT IS IMPORTANT THAT YOUDEBRIEF APOCALYPSE IMMEDIATELY AFTER THE MEETING. WE FEAR HE MAY BE INTROUBLE. WE ENCLOSE £1,000 STERLING TO PAY HIM IF REQUIRED.2. YOU SHOULD MAKE YOUR WAY TO MILAN THIS EVENING. ROM/1 SEC WILL MEETYOU IN THE LOBBY OF THE HOTEL TREVISO AT 2130. APOCALYPSE IS DRIVING TOMILAN FROM YOUR LOCATION AFTER YOUR MEETING. WE SUGGEST YOU ACCOMPANYHIM.GRS0000ENDSI didn't like the last line. We'd been trained not to let an agent takecontrol of a meeting and getting in his car would put APOCALYPSEliterally in the driving seat. If the scenario were real, I would hiremy own vehicle and make my own way to Milan. But this was an exerciseand perhaps there was another agenda. Were Ball and Long testing myinitiative with a little ploy? Did they expect me to refuse the orderto get in APOCALYPSE's car and make my own way? Or did they want me toaccept a lift from APOCALYPSE so that my arrest could be engineeredmore easily? Evading the inevitable arrest would not be well receivedby the DS - much of the training value of the exercise lay in theinterrogation phase. Against my instinct, I reluctantly decided to gowith APOCALYPSE.There was no smoke alarm in the room, but nevertheless I took the sheetof paper bearing the instructions and carefully folded it, concertinafashion, into four and stood it in the empty bathroom sink. Lit at thetop, it would burn downwards and make much less smoke than when litfrom the bottom. The Zippo's flame touched the paper and, acceleratedby the alcohol-based aftershave, quickly consumed it. I swilled theashes down the plughole, taking care that no trace of soot was left inthe sink.I met APOCALYPSE again later that afternoon in a small caf‚ just behindthe town church. He had arrived early and was sitting on his own in thecorner table. The school day had just finished and the other tableswere crowded with giggling adolescents. APOCALYPSE didn't look toocomfortable. `Shall we go somewhere else?' I offered.`We'll only be a minute or so. I've got you lots more information,'APOCALYPSE whispered. He delved into his small backpack and handed methree photocopies. They were the specifications for the SA-14s. Ì'vealso got you lots more detail on the tramp steamer and the shipment.You'll need pen and paper to write it down,' he said firmly. I fishedout my notebook and he dictated the name of the fictitious ship,sailing date, expected rendezvous date in Ireland, cargo bill-ofloadingnumber and the number of the end-user certificate which theLibyans had used to acquire the weaponry.I guessed that APOCALYPSE was loading me up with documentation so thatwhen I came to be arrested, there would be plenty of incriminatingmaterial on me for my interrogators. But I couldn't throw the papersaway. The exercise scenario was that I should give them to H/ROM SEC inpage- 57 - To purchase the original limited edition hardback version of this bookplease call 08000 192 192 or go to http://www.192.com
The Big Breach; From Top Secret to Maximum SecurityCompliments of http://www.192.comthe Hotel Treviso that evening, and the DS wouldn't be too happy if Ijettisoned them. While APOCALYPSE excused himself to visit thebathroom, I slipped the scrap of paper down the inside of my sock.Dealing with the other papers would have to wait.APOCALYPSE returned to his seat. `Listen, I've got to go to Milantonight to meet the mafia guys. I don't know what they want. I want youto come up with me in case there's trouble.'APOCALYPSE's invitation reeked of a trap, but the DS wanted me to fallfor it. `Yes, I got the same message last night,' I replied. Ì've gotmy bag. Let's go.'Minutes later, we were speeding up the S7 superstrada towards Rome inAPOCALYPSE's hired Fiat Panda. APOCALYPSE drove in silence, deep inthought. We were nearing the centre of the capital before he turned tome. Ì've got to make a phone call to my girlfriend. I'll just be aminute.' He pulled into an AGIP petrol station on the Via 20 Settembre,and left the car to make the call. I guessed that he would probably becalling the DS, alerting them that we would soon be arriving at thearrest site.Using a 500-lire coin, I partially unscrewed the trim panel from theside of the passenger footwell, stuffed the three sheets of informationon the SA-14s down the gap and had just finished screwing it backtogether when APOCALYPSE returned. ÒK, everything's in order,' heannounced, 'Let's get on our way to Milan.'We navigated northwards through the busy Rome traffic and wereapproaching the entry to the A1 autostrada when we came upon acarabinieri roadblock controlling the traffic flowing on to themotorway. Four uniformed officers were questioning the driver of abattered Fiat 500, their dark-blue Alfa-Romeos parked alongside. As wedrew closer, one raised a white gloved hand, indicating for us to pullin. `Shit' exclaimed APOCALYPSE, a little too vehemently. We drew to ahalt just as the little Fiat accelerated away in a cloud of blueexhaust smoke.One of the carabinieri strutted over to APOCALYPSE's window, darkglasses hiding his eyes. `Documenti,' he snapped, clicking his fingers.APOCALYPSE looked at me, bemused. `He wants your driving licence andinsurance details,' I urged.Ì haven't got them,' replied APOCALYPSE with a shrug of his shoulders.The carabinieri glared back. `Documenti,' he repeated, then in accentedEnglish, `Passport.'APOCALYPSE shrugged his shoulders, Ì left it in my hotel,' he replied,speaking slowly and deliberately.The carabinieri beckoned to his boss who strutted over and barked out afew orders. `Chiavi,' he demanded impatiently, while the firstcarabinieri went round to the front of our car to send the registrationnumber through to their control centre. The officer reached through thewindow, grabbed the ignition keys and ordered us out of the car. Twopage- 58 - To purchase the original limited edition hardback version of this bookplease call 08000 192 192 or go to http://www.192.com
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