CHAPTER 11
“WHO’S EMERSON BLACK?” Mark took another drink of his pint before answering Luke’s question. “Sorry, mate. I keep forgetting you’re not one of us. Basically, the exercise is a simulation of a terrorist attack for several police forces, working jointly. An outside company called Blackwood Security comes in to run it.”
Rob jumped in to help. “Last time, it was a mocked up visit to a racecourse by a bunch of foreign dignitaries. Blackwood sent one team to play the terrorists and another to play the dignitaries, plus there were a few hundred extras pretending to be the general public.”
“Sounds complicated,” Luke said.
Mind you, his alcohol consumption made anything sound complicated right now.
“We were supposed to prevent a terrorist attack,” Mark said. “But Blackwood killed of
