Chapter 7
Carl Paterson buttoned up his shirt in readiness as he approached the old red-brick grain warehouse that sat astride the Limehouse Cut Canal. Once a hub of activity for bringing trade goods into East London from the Thames in the 1700’s, the impressive building was now converted into commercial units for media based companies. Carl had no idea why he had been summoned here but it was a long trek from ‘VX’, as the MI6 HQ at Vauxhall was known.
Large loading bay doors dominated the building from the street side and Carl scanned the buzzers for ‘Studio 31’, the anonymous sounding front company for the project he was being pulled into.
Secrecy was a priority regarding this meeting and he had been verbally warned that it was under the radar and outlined in no uncertain terms by a S
