Page 32 of Tell No One
Tag gave them back.
“You’re good.”
“I know. So, are you going to give me a job? I could work with you.”
“You’d get us both killed.”
Tag pouted.
“Where do you want to go? I’ll give you the three thousand and put you on a train. I’d suggest you don’t return to London.”
“I don’t want your money. That’s not the point.”
Tag turned and headed back to the car. Delaney caught up with him.
“They came after me,” Tag said. “Your side or the other. One of my housemates told me a dark-haired bloke was looking for me yesterday. When I left the house, I told them I was going to family in York. Quick thinking, right?”
Delaney thought about calling Barker and instead pressed to call Henry.
“How are things?” Henry asked.
“I’m not sure.”
“Chason didn’t call the police.”
They hadn’t thought he would. He was probably packing his bags and trying to run with his son. He wouldn’t get far. He either owed the person he was buying the diamonds from, or the one who he was selling them too.
“Do you have a problem?” Henry asked.
Delaney looked at Tag.
“Too long a pause,” Henry said.
“Did you arrange for a tracker in Tag’s shoe?”
Tag’s eyes widened.
“Yes.”
“They might have found it. His clothes and shoes are still at Harborne House.”
“Ah. Well, it doesn’t matter since you got what you went for.”
“It does matter. Did you send anyone to Tag’s place yesterday?”
“No.”
“Not even to pay him?”
Henry hesitated. “Has someone approached him?”
“It seems so. It shouldn’t come as a surprise. Maybe they’re aware of what I did, or what someone did. They might suspect him rather than me. He ran. He’s the obvious culprit. If they get their hands on Tag, they’ll soon realise it’s not him they should be looking for but me.”
“Why are you in touch with Tag? When are you going to bring everything in?”
“Tomorrow.” Delaney ended the call and switched off the phone.
“You can still be tracked, even with the phone off.”
