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Wednesday, 6 February 2013

Parallel Lives chapter 55

Michael had barely registered the address supplied by Karen; he knew the direction he needed to travel in and simply wanted to put some distance between himself and Martin. As he drove he started to think about how he could continue to elude the man who had been his constant companion for so long. One benefit had been seeing first hand some of the tricks of the Secret Service trade.
Looking to the passenger slumped lifelessly, now breathing extremely deeply with wide staring eyes, glazed as much as when under the deepest drug inducement so far, it was obvious that Michael wasn't going to be able to pump John about his experiences any further for the time being. As he looked back up a Motorway junction sign loomed, triggering a series of thoughts that caused him to pull over into a lay-by.
Across the road was a public phone, its internal light flickering on and off. Reaching for his mobile Michael double checked it was still switched off, left like that since entering the Council Hall. Pocketing the phone and pulling out the scrap of paper passed by Karen he looked at the phone number she had also scribbled on, which he assumed was either her's or her husband's. Braving the cold winds sweeping down the road Michael left the Porsche and ran across to the phone box. Within thirty seconds he was through to Karen's mobile's answering message.
'Karen, once you get this message I want you to switch off your mobile and leave it off at all costs. Also ensure that anyone else in your party heading for the rendezvous do the same. I'll explain later. Don't underestimate me on this one, and do be aware that this message is almost certainly going to be heard by others. You are going to have to try and make your way to the meeting place without being followed, which won't be easy. In addition you are all going to have to avoid using motorways. If you cannot make the meeting for any reason then leave a message at the address you gave me and I will try to arrange to pick it up. Don't forget to use a public phone if you do need to do this.' Returning the phone to its cradle Michael returned to his car, started the engine, turned one-eighty in the road and drove off in the opposite direction to that he had been heading for the last thirty minutes.


Copyright Ray Sullivan 2011

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