“Base to Unit One, have you got anything?
“White male, late twenties and white female, thirties, fitting suspects” descriptions in black Fiat Punto just turned into lane. Over.”
“Base to all units, on standby wait for order to move in.”
Chief Inspector Willis put the mouthpiece down and thought for a minute. So, Fells and Lightbourne had arrived first. There was no sign of Kate Briggs and the young couple nor of Paul Hudson for that matter. It meant he could wait ten or fifteen minutes while they began searching for the treasure. That way they’d be out of their car and distracted, making it easier for his men to capture them without any police film antics.
He reflected on the gap between art and reality and congratulated himself on how his expertise had denied him the thrill of the car
