Page 85 of Tell No One
“Feely’s just told me they’re planning something. More than one target. He said in the next week or so.”
“I hope you’re not one of the targets.”
“It had occurred to me. My background had better hold.”
“We’re still maintaining it. Adding little things here and there, non-existent deals you’re involved with. A glimpse of you at a nightclub. We’ve tracked some googling by third parties but nothing concerning. Are our precious items safe?”
Delaney knew he meant the diamonds but his mind went straight to Tag. “Yes.”
“What about letting Norbury get his hands on Tag?”
“No.”
“You could protect him. We’d have people in place quickly once we knew where it was all happening.”
“No.”
“At least think about it. He’s with you, isn’t he?”
“No.”
“Right.” Henry laughed. “He knows too much for you to let him loose.”
“He’s no danger.”
“We’re being pressed by the Saudis. The PM wants to give them good news. Or at least some news.”
“Did you get anywhere with the driver?”
“Denial, then a confession. Quicker than we’d expected. He’d used the Mercedes before the Chason job. The envelope with the address was his mistake. He’d tipped off two guys about the gems. The two who are no longer with us. He says no one else was involved. I’m not sure whether to believe him. In any case, he’s been dealt with. And speaking of, I do need the diamonds back.”
“I’ll return them to Ahsan if I can.”
“His family say he took them without permission.”
“He has the certification, apparently.”
“Does he indeed? That’s interesting. Well, if Ahsan is dead, the diamonds will go to his family anyway and not to his lover.”
“We have no evidence that he’s dead.”
“You want to ride in and save the day?”
“If he’s in Norbury’s place in Scotland, he could be extracted while those who are hunting are rounded up. I can’t understand why you’ve not been able to find out what property Norbury owns up there. Or are you waiting for this hunt to take place? You’re more interested in catching would-be killers than rescuing a young Saudi prince from his abuser?”
“You know we want Ahsan to be found alive.”
“I’m not sure that’s what his brother wants. I’ll be in touch when they get back in contact with me.”
Delaney ended the call and turned to see Tag standing in the doorway. He’d come in through the back door.
“Shall I cook tonight?” Tag asked.
“How much did you hear?”
“Nothing. Why?”
If Tag wasn’t telling the truth, he was making a good job of looking as if he was. Delaney thought back over what he’d said. It had been a mistake to be on speaker but what was done, was done.
