to hear what he had to say
Maybe they could do the job some other time, when the excitement had died down and security had returned to its normal level. Perhaps the customer could be persuaded to postpone his deadline. Kit shuddered when he thought of his enormous debt remaining unpaid. But there was no point in going ahead when failure was so likely.
He left the bathroom. The clock on the hi-fi said 07:28. It was early to telephone, but this was urgent. He picked up the handset and dialed.
The call was answered immediately. A man’s voice said simply, "Yes?"
"This is Kit. Is he in?"
"What do you want?"
"I need to speak to him. It’s important."
"He’s not up yet."
"Shit." Kit did not want to leave a message. And, on reflection, he did not want Maureen to hear what he had to say. "Tell him I’m coming round," he said. He hung up without waiting for a reply.
Chapter 4
7:30 AM
TONI GALLO thought she would be out of work by lunchtime.
She looked around her office. She had not been here long. She had only just begun to make the place her own. On the desk was a photograph of her with her mother and her sister, Bella, taken a few years ago when Mother was in good health. Beside it was her battered old dictionary— she had never been able to spell. Just last week she had hung on the wall a picture of herself in her police constable’s uniform, taken seventeen years ago, looking young and eager.
She could hardly believe she had already lost this job.
She now knew what Michael Ross had done. He had devised a clever and elaborate way of getting around all her security precautions. He had found the weaknesses and exploited them. There was no one to blame but herself.
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