Which at least gave us a chance to write up our notes and for me to ask Guleed about the sound of ripping silk and her impossible bit of vertical parkour. Nightingale and Carey were still out west hunting the Pale Nanny, and Richard Williams was seriously sedated and so wasn’t going to tell us anything, either. You want a certain kind of personality who can stand around in the rain for eight hours and still be awake enough to shoot someone in the central body mass at a moment’s notice. You use Protection Command people for this kind of job because unlike SCO19 they’re trained to do guard duty. “Compared to them,” she told us, “I don’t find this job stressful at all.” Her name was Lucy and she had three children under the age of five. We needn’t have bothered-she’d evaporated into the summer afternoon.īecause we were the second Falcon response team, Nightingale being the first, me and Guleed ended up in a corridor at UCH guarding Richard Williams’s hospital room, along with a reassuringly solid member of Protection Command in full ballistic armor and armed with an H& K MP5 submachine gun.
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