Double in Trouble – Excerpt 9
The second that I was safely installed in my flat, I searched for a telephone directory and located the number of M.I.5. before I jumped in to the frying pan, I wanted a second opinion. I sneaked out of my flat through the basement door, I didn’t trust them, so why would they trust me?
I sneaked around the corner to the phone box and dialled the number I had written down, It, was answered immediately. I explained that I was calling on a matter of National Security and could they please, I know this request will sound strange, send a young attractive female, around to my address that night.
I had my reasons, which I would explain to the agent, when she arrived. They took my address, and said she would be there at 7.30p.m.
In the meantime, I went on my computer and back – tracked through some of my old assignments and sure enough, I found my captors, I knew that I knew those faces.
They were Father and Son, based in Birmingham, I wonder if that is where I was incarcerated, it would seem highly likely! I’m sure that once I get the Security Services on board, they will get to the bottom of it.
I had done pretty much all I could do for now, I thought I had better get my story straight before my contact arrived. I wouldn’t convince anyone by jabbering like an idiot!
To that end, I made a few notes, a somewhat vague chronological order of events, and my part in them, and hoped that after hearing my story, I wouldn’t be sectioned as possibly insane, pending examination.
(c) Damian Grange 2017