Chapter 13
Studio 31 had new occupants and was now fully equipped. Despite the sunshine outside, the large warehouse windows were shuttered tight and artificial lights lit the rooms.
Dan Griffin, or Griff as he was known, sat at the flickering monitors, the blue light forming reflected squares on his thick-rimmed glasses. He tapped onto the keyboard and a roll of data flowed down on the Honeywell computer screen, running through a list of flight manifests.
Griff had been Frank’s guide during his training on getting to know and use the surveillance equipment and they had clicked. His intelligence, when it came to computers and networks, had helped him get snapped up by the company after he graduated in Computer Science. The only child of a Tunisian father and an English mother. Frank gue
