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21st May 2014
“Ok, we’re on.”
Opening the door, Nicks turned to Simon.
“Goes to plan? Dowesfield, corner with Yewtree. If not, play it by ear.”
Snuggled in the shadows at the far end, the only other vehicle in the car park rocked gently from side to side. Walking briskly to the entrance, he paused, shielded by the trees, plastic carrier bag in hand. Simon drove past him, turned right onto Yewtree and began his circuit.
Touching his lapel, Nicks replied to the message, stepped out from the trees and crossed the road. Silhouetted by a distant street lamp, a figure walked casually towards him.