"I know about my mother." "I have not been running Elena." "Someone is posing as me." "Bullshit." "We have to deal with Sasha Gavrik." "We can't." "Why not?" "Because he's my son." "To old enemies." "New friends." "Intelligence-sharing protocols are under review." "You want me to investigate a CIA Deputy Director?" "He's posing as me." "Emergency contact." "I need to speak to Harry Pearce, right now!" "Tariq!" "'Flight BA8476 is now boarding at gate five.'" "Hold on!" "Some of you know how it feels to lose a valued colleague." "Others not." "Tariq's parents have requested that his funeral be family only." "We'll have a private memorial service on Friday." "Then we'll discover why our friend was murdered, and then we'll find his killer." "Yes?" "What is it?" "50 minutes ago, a routine scan at London Airport picked up a trace reading of 200 millisieverts on a baggage cart." "The 6:30pm flight from Athens." "That level indicates a small but powerful amount of unaccounted-for, unstable radioactive material... an 'orphan source'." "It was too late to recall the baggage or discover which bag it actually was." "Then we pull in everyone who was on the plane." "We might not need to." "This man was on that flight." "Passport in the name of Matthew Wilkinson." "But the photo is John Douglas Grier... 'Johnny'." "Hard-line anarchist and anti-capitalist." "Numerous convictions for violent offences." "He planned a major bombing campaign against industrialists in Germany in 2002." "We think he's been hiding out in Greece with what's left of the October Sixteen anarchist terror group." "We're thinking dirty bomb?" "Yes." "All government and financial institutions and terror targets have been warned." "Known affiliations?" "Anarchist pals all over." "He's a hero to the new generation." "Grier's a lone wolf." "He's hyper-paranoid, very cautious, trusts no-one." "He's extremely volatile." "We need to be careful." "Only one weak spot." "He has a younger sister, Natalie." "She's 27." "Admin assistant at London City Transport." "We suspect Grier's been sneaking back into the UK once a year or so to see her." "She's our best bet to finding him and the source as soon as possible." "Any nuclear threat takes automatic precedence." "The investigation into Tariq's death will be frozen." "All resources go into finding Grier." "So that's it?" "We're dropping it?" "Officially, we have to." "Unofficially, we can't afford to." "Grier takes priority, but can you work both operations simultaneously?" "Yeah." "No worries." "Then do it." "Tariq was trawling CCTV the night he died, looking for the people who stole our laptop." "If that's the reason he was killed, we need to know." "Forgive me if my mouth is dry, Harry." "I've just been blowing smoke up the arse of big business." "So what fresh new hell do you have for me today?" "An anarchist terrorist in possession of nuclear material, whereabouts unknown." "Do we know what he plans to do with it?" "He has experience with explosives." "We're anticipating a dirty bomb." "'The right location, the correct amount of propellant,' a three-mile area could be irradiated." "One day, you'll bring me some good news." "I'll convene Cobra." "In the meantime, keep me extremely updated." "A lot of our methods won't work on Grier." "Going undercover with the sister is our only way in, but we have to do it before Johnny makes contact." "How much does she know about what he's done?" "That's something you'll need to find out." "Natalie does internet dating." "She emailed a friend to say how badly it went last time." "So we're honey-trapping her?" "Even though she's innocent." "Right now, she's our only way of finding John Grier." "Even if she is innocent, she still might be loyal to him." "We have to find that radioactive material, so we need to do this now." "We can't have backup too close." "If Grier shows, he could spot them." "If things turn nasty, you'll be on your own." "Do you want a weapon?" "No." "It's just another thing we risk him finding." "Pre-loaded with your legend, but it also detects radiation." "The spray's a cobalt solution we can use to track Grier." "It's not that reliable, but we can't risk using a conventional tracker." "He'd find it." "Got me a date?" "Bumped your profile to the top of her match list." "She's been gazing at photos of you for the last 40 minutes." "So, are you free tonight, Ryan?" "Natalie!" "Ryan?" "Hi." "Hi." "It said on your profile you liked red, so I asked for the reddest one they had." "I've been sat here for ten minutes." "I could have come up with better than that." "Shall I give you another ten, yeah?" "How about you?" "You got brothers, sisters?" "Er..." "No." "No, it's just me." "Another one?" "Mmm..." "Or we could, um..." "We could just get one from the offy." "Dimitri?" "She's denying that she has a brother." "But I don't think she's covering for him." "It's more like she's ashamed." "You need her trust." "Just do whatever you can to get close." "I thought we didn't do that." "Erin, I'm not comfortable with this." "Dimitri, men are lying to women all over the world right now to get them into bed." "Don't over-think it." "Understood." "Thank you." "So... are you a dancer, Ryan?" "Well, I'm only doing it to put myself through college." "Don't you want to get that?" "Don't you think we're a bit drunk for that?" "Well, I'm not." "And if you are... hard luck." "Ooh, sorry." "I need to sit down." "Too much red wine." "One of your friends checking up on me?" "You OK?" "Yeah..." "Look, Ryan, I don't..." "I don't really know what we're doing here." "I mean, you don't seem very..." "It's just we're both a little drunk, and I wouldn't want to ruin..." "Yeah." "I've heard this one before." "I'll get you a cab number." "I got a..." "You've changed your tune..." "Not really." "You just weren't listening." "Harry, I'm going home." "Was there anything?" "Yes, come in." "Close the door." "Elena's communiques, from whoever's posing as me." "I need to collect them from her tomorrow, but I can't risk being seen with her again." "And you're the last person I want to ask." "But you're the only one I can." "Believe me, I..." "Don't." "It's fine." "I'll do it." "I need your help today." "I have to meet Harry, to give him the messages I received, so he can find out who really wrote them." "Why did you do it?" "Sasha, what's wrong?" "Daragoj." "Did you know about the... the missing officer?" "Anatoly..." "He saw you with Harry." "He was your friend." "I had to stop him." "He was going to tell Kuzin." "It would have been the end." "So I need to know why you betrayed us?" "My mother and father, the grandparents you never knew, they told me their coffins were closed because their car had caught fire." "Three months before they died, they were photographed in a park, talking with some dissidents who were under surveillance." "My parents didn't die in a car accident." "They were executed by the KGB." "Their crime was to ask the wrong person." "I'm so sorry, Sasha." "I am so sorry." "Morning." "Morning." "Are you Natalie's flatmate?" "No." "I'm her brother." "And you are?" "I'm Ryan." "She said she didn't have any brothers or sisters." "I'm the black sheep." "When d'you two meet?" "Not that that's any of your business, but, erm, last night..." "Get off me!" "Are you Special Branch?" "Johnny!" "Johnny, stop it!" "Johnny, what are you doing?" "!" "Get off him!" "Get off him!" "He's not who he says he is, Nat." "Oh, my God, Johnny, not this shit again!" "Shut up!" "I'm sorry, Ryan, this is my brother..." "Whatever." "You said you didn't have a brother." "Well, what do you expect?" "I don't see you for months..." "years, sometimes." "I never know when you're going to show up, and when you do, you pull this paranoid crap!" "Don't..." "Hey." "Oi!" "Nat..." "'How am I supposed to be?" "'" "Please, for me, all right?" "Oi!" "Ryan, look, mate, I'm..." "sorry about all that." "I've got trust issues." "Come on, why don't we have a nice cup of tea together, get to know each other?" "Natalie, call me if you want to go out again." "Ryan." "Ryan, just..." "Grier's at Natalie's." "I've got a positive radiation reading from his jacket, check the data." "It's just a trace amount." "He doesn't have the source with him." "Well, he's had more than enough time to stash it somewhere secure." "He's been in the country for 24 hours, it could be anywhere." "'I sprayed his jacket.'" "You should be able to track him." "Keep eyes on him. 'I can't.'" "I had to walk away." "'He already suspects me." "He attacked me.'" "Walking will at least make him wonder if he was right." "I might still be able to use this cover." "I've got Grier." "A strong signal." "He's heading south." "But we're not surveilling anyone out that way." "It's where our pet estate agent is, where Dimitri works." "You think he's checking up on him?" "If he suspects we're on to him, he could go to ground, or worse, accelerate his plan." "Control?" "'Grier's on his way' to the estate agents." "Less than ten minutes away." "Be there now!" "Control, I'm not going to make this." "Can I help you?" "Yeah." "Erm, is Ryan around?" "Erm, he's at a viewing." "Well, that's where I'm supposed to be." "Do you have an address?" "46, Shenbourn Street." "Shall I call him?" "He's on his way." "Thanks, Naomi." "See you over there in ten minutes..." "OK." "What are you doing here?" "How long you been an estate agent for?" "What?" "Erm, ten years..." "How did you know I was here?" "We all right about this morning?" "Yeah." "You sure?" "Come here." "Come here..." "You're insane, do you know that?" "Y'know, it has been said before." "See you later." "Ryan..." "Look, Ryan, erm, if you want to see my sister, that's fine." "Don't let me put you off." "I'm not going to be around much anyway." "All right?" "All right." "Control..." "I think we've got him." "Grier's on the move." "The signal's intermittent, but I've got six teams on standby ready for hands-off surveillance." "And nine units already on Johnny's known associates." "Make sure they vary their patterns every 30 minutes and those on Grier never get direct eye-line to him." "Yep." "Any of our teams get made and we're never finding that orphan source." "Cal, with me." "We'll take point on him ourselves." "About to have an eyeball on Grier." "Omega Team, stand down." "We have the target." "Control, see if you can trace a call from a phonebox on..." "Ah, never mind." "Zeta team are tailing one of Grier's old pals in Leytonstone." "She just got a phonecall." "Looks like she's heading the same way." "Could be a meet." "Quite a party." "This is bigger than we thought." "Control, Grier and other potential suspects are meeting in the centre of West Hyatt Park." "We need tails on all of them." "Second from other Sections." "Do we have the Osprey?" "On its way." "Those two seem to be getting a private audience." "Mmm." "Receiving images." "Identifying who we can." "OK, a few are on low-alert watch lists, but the man talking to Grier is Joe Blakeson." "Tried, but never convicted, of supplying the detonators for Grier's previous terror effort." "The last we heard, he was in Germany, waging a campaign against big pharmaceuticals with the animal rights groups." "They're leaving." "I'll take Blakeson on foot." "Hand Johnny over to Kappa team." "You get back to the Grid." "Harry thought it was better not to risk another meet with you so soon." "And you are the one he sends." "Do you have the communiques?" "My name's Ruth." "I saw how you were together at the reception, Ruth." "Harry loves you, doesn't he?" "I have no idea how to answer that question." "Or why I ever would." "But he trusts you though?" "Not completely." "You can't expect complete trust from a man like Harry." "He can't even give that to himself." "It's OK." "He brought me." "Where's Pearce?" "It wasn't safe for him to come." "I want to know, when you find out about the messages, Harry comes to me." "He owes me that..." "We have to go." "Thank you, Ruth." "So, we've got Grier's trust." "The question is, how do we use it to find the orphan source?" "Calum and I saw Grier use a notebook." "We have to get a look at it." "It's the only place he probably writes everything down." "Dimitri, find a pretext to get back there tonight." "But I only met the guy this morning, if I go back in this soon, it'll look suspicious." "Agreed." "But we can't afford to play the long game." "We still face the threat of an imminent dirty bomb attack." "Grier may be the only person who knows where the source is." "We can't pull him in." "Especially now there's a second serious operator like Blakeson in the mix." "We'll have to push it, and accept the risk of doing so." "Hello?" "Special Security Adviser, Home Office Security Analyst, Grand Vizier, 'whatever title you like." "'We'll create a new role for you." "'Discuss it over dinner with me tonight?" "'" "I expect a warmly patriotic reply." "Of course, Home Secretary." "Someone will be in touch." "Ryan." "I, um..." "I was supposed to be having dinner at my parents' house, but they cancelled on me." "So, new low." "Ha!" "What are you doing here?" "I just thought I'd swing by." "This morning was a bit..." "Yeah." "Is there somewhere nice we could have a drink round here?" "No!" "Erm, but let's go anyway." "Just give me a sec." "Come in." "Are you looking for something?" "Dropped a quid." "Well, it's nice to see you again..." "so soon." "Nat and I are going for a drink." "Join us, if you like." "As long as you promise not to attack me again." "Yeah." "Why not?" "I thought it'd be a good idea to get your mad brother onside if, um... we're going to see each other." "Right." "17th November, 1982." "The mists aren't parting." "The Kiselow Ballet only performed in West Berlin once." "On that date." "Yes, it was Elena's cover, where Ilya thought she was going for the evening." "There's no mention of it in the records." "It wasn't an official operation." "One of the messages does mention that night." "And as it wasn't a sanctioned op," "I'm assuming not that many people knew about it?" "Just me, Elena... and Jim Coaver." "Harry, if Jim Coaver wrote these messages, if he tricked Elena into thinking he was you, then we need to consider that he was involved in the attempted hit on Gavrik." "Got the notebook?" "'No.'" "I looked in his jacket, he must have hidden it somewhere." "'Look, I've got them out of the house.'" "Give you a chance to do a search." "He's really got it sewn up." "No, seriously." "Talking about the arms dealers, right?" "You've got Dictator A, who plays ball." "Great, so we sell him our bombs." "Now, Dictator B's not toeing the line." "So what do we do?" "We drop 'em on his head." "No, either way, the bastards always make sure there's a demand going..." "Photograph, mark and replace." "Expect anti-surveillance measures." "Oh, Johnny knows everything." "His teachers always used to say... he'd either change the world or end up in prison." "He's tried both." "He's been to prison?" "What for?" "Oh, just stupid stuff." "He has crazy ideas about things." "Our parents..." "Well, they wasn't parents, so Johnny looked after me." "So, who'd you vote for last time then, Ryan?" "I didn't bother." "They're all as bad as each other." "There's no point." "You're not wrong." "Every time I come back to this country, it seems to be getting worse." "It really breaks your heart." "The government and the banks risk everything, nearly lose it all, so what do we do?" "Put it back into the hands of the same corrupt, vicious bastards." "It's the definition of madness." "And next time, and the time after that, and the time after that, there's not going to be any going back." "The system's broken and nobody cares." "I mean, what do we care?" "We're all being trained to sit in our own little bubbles, watching our plasma TVs." "I mean, what do you expect... when we handed the keys to that sort of..." "SCUM?" "!" "What did you say?" "For God's sake, Johnny, don't..." "Just..." "I'm sorry, I thought you heard me the first time." "I said it nice and loud so you could..." "SCUM!" "Look, he's only mucking about." "Do you want to say something to us?" "Yeah." "Johnny!" "Well, come on then, scum!" "You're still lying on the floor?" "Johnny!" "Get out of it!" "Johnny, let's go!" "I've got the notebook." "OK, everything as you found it and move out." "They're heading back." "Cal, we need to get out of here now." "OK." "OK." "Cal!" "Nat, come on." "Nat, I said I'm sorry, come on." "I got carried away." "What do you want me to say?" "Just go and sit down." "I'll make tea." "So, Ryan, you took a nice little slap back there." "Yeah." "Haven't been in a fight since school." "You know what, Nat, forget the tea." "I've got stuff to do." "I'll be back in the morning, all right?" "Johnny's on the move." "'Something's up." "Tell surveillance teams to stand by.'" "I don't blame you if you want to go." "He's what you call a 'character'." "I quite like him." "God, don't YOU fall under his spell." "You're supposed to be falling under mine." "I know this is probably, erm, weird... we just met yesterday, but... are you busy this weekend?" "It's just... if you want to go somewhere, just me and you, I mean." "Leave Johnny behind..." "Yeah..." "Yeah, that'd be nice." "Yeah?" "So, who's been running my mother?" "The CIA contacted her, pretending to be me, to get information about the Partnership." "I need a name." "No." "You've already killed your friend to keep this secret." "You don't want to continue down that road, believe me." "Sasha, Elena's secret is safe." "I'll take care of the rest." "You and I, our paths need never cross again." "Why did you come in person?" "You could have sent that woman." "Anyone." "No particular reason." "I'm requesting secure point-to-point connection from location G99, orbital Thames House..." "Yeah." "Violet 36 sigma, beta 2483." "I'm still not entirely sure why I'd be necessary, Home Secretary." "I'm a hoarder of intellects." "It's how I make myself look good." "And the power map is being redrawn." "I need to be ahead of the curve." "But tell me about yourself, Ruth..." "If I may call you that?" "Are you married?" "Children?" "Well, there's not much to tell, really." "I'm not married, no children." "I did have something like that for a while, but it ended." "In all honesty, I suppose you'd have to say that outside of my work, my life has been, erm... small." "You embody my pet hate, you know." "I'm sorry?" "Stifled potential." "I see it all the time." "Minds get blocked somewhere along the way, locked into something... an institution, a relationship - that freezes them where they are." "Home Secretary, I really..." "If you do work for me, you'll call me William." "And you'll stop looking at your feet." "Am I unable to free you from Harry's tentacles?" "I don't want to be the homewrecker." "It's not that." "Harry and I will always be..." "important to each other, but..." "I know this is an odd thing to complain about in my line of work, but I'm sick of secrets." "They stop you ever knowing people." "Everyone ends up feeling alone." "What did you find, mate?" "Grier spent the night at a friend's squat." "Nothing suspicious." "Then he's back at Natalie's this morning." "But I've got something from your comms bug in the van." "Transcripts... between Blakeson and his female counterpart." "Now, they've been talking about a target using a codeword." "Crucible." "She slipped up." "Just once." "Velanon." "It's a multinational." "Energy, retail, currency trading, and arms." "They acquired lots of Eastern Bloc energy companies." "One of the big three the government's persuaded to move back to London." "We need to talk to their CEO." "But what makes this lot so deserving of a dirty bomb?" "We got a lot of numbers from Grier's notebook." "Nothing helpful, we're on most of his contacts." "No clue as to where he's keeping the source, but there was this." "Practice letters to Natalie." "Goodbye letters." "It's a suicide mission." "Tell Dimitri, from now on, Johnny Grier does not leave his sight." "Mr Reddon?" "Ah, my people told me you were coming." "Take a seat." "Thank you." "So, we have intelligence that suggests an anarchist terrorist is planning an attack on the Velanon group company." "Something worse than throwing a brick through the window then, eh?" "What, with you lot here." "We believe there may be a radiological element to the attack." "What we can't work out is... why you?" "Why did I ever agree to come back to this shithole?" "Look, Velanon trades currency to take advantage of... well, unfortunate events abroad." "A few months ago, we made almost a billion, trading the yen." "So, you profit on a nuclear accident?" "The anarchists find out and want to give you a little back." "Rather droll of them, wouldn't you say?" "Disaster capitalism." "And our government fell over itself to woo you back here." "Insulting me isn't wise." "I'll see that comes back to you." "What's your name?" "Your real one?" "!" "I will make sure you get one of our customer comments cards." "We always appreciate feedback." "We've got a major problem." "Gold and silver targets just dumped their surveillance." "Co-ordinated move." "Erin's comms bug in the van's gone dead too!" "The attack's underway." "Grier may not be the bomber." "Call CO19, have them bring him in." "Tell Dimitri he's got until then to break him." "Ah, it's the boss." "Take it." "I'm going to jump in the shower." "Ryan speaking." "Blakeson and the woman have gone dark." "The attacks are happening right now." "Have you been briefed on" "'Velanon and Peter Reddon?" "' Yeah, yeah." "I got Ruth's message. 'See if you can get the target off Grier.'" "Push him." "CO19 are ten minutes away." "'You have that time before your cover's blown.'" "I was thinking about what you said last night." "Yeah?" "What about it?" "Well... what can we do about it?" "How can we change people?" "One mind at a time." "There's a term in anarchist thought." "'Propaganda of the deed'." "Every action has its own message." "As long as people need to control other people, there'll always be a state." "There'll be censorship, there'll be taxes, there'll be secret police." "I mean, what am I going to do about it?" "Rage, rage against the dying light?" "No." "These are cancer drugs, Johnny." "What are you doing with these?" "It's pancreatic." "Terminal." "Where is it?" "The stuff you smuggled into the country." "You ARE a copper." "You need to tell me, Johnny, what have you done with it?" "The heroin?" "Her..." "Heroin?" "Yeah, my friends paid for my flight over here." "To return the favour, I smuggled some smack in for them." "Did you look at it?" "No, of course not." "It was sealed up." "That wasn't heroin." "It was radioactive material." "What are you talking about?" "If you're lying to me," "I'll go straight up those stairs and I'll tell Natalie exactly what we're both doing here." "She was planning to take you away for the weekend, you heartless bastard." "Radiation?" "I don't know nothing about no radiation." "The only reason I came back was to say goodbye to Nat." "Your friends are making a dirty bomb." "Did they say anything to you about it?" "No." "I mean, they knew I was dying," "I guess they figured it didn't matter if I brought this stuff over." "Control..." "Johnny Grier's not part of the bomb plot." "'He didn't know what he was smuggling in.'" "Are you sure about this?" "It's my judgement that Johnny wouldn't be part of a plot to kill innocent people." "The other anarchists have dumped us." "If Grier's not involved, we're out of options." "Maybe not." "Your friends, do you have a way to contact them?" "Might have." "They're really going to do this." "Help us." "Find out where." "If you don't help, innocent people will die today." "All right." "I'll do it, but you stay here." "I'll call you when I've spoken to them." "When I come back, you and I are going to have a little talk about how you used my sister." "Fair enough." "Control, call off CO19." "'Johnny's going to help us.'" "We've got him." "Signal's strong from Johnny." "He's been stationary for the last two minutes." "He's at a phonebox in the city." "'Ryan, it's Johnny, I've got it." "The target is Velanon's' hedge fund office in Canary Wharf." "The bomb's in a van 'and it's on its way there now." "'You've got about 20 minutes.'" "'We've got that, Alpha Two.'" "Stay there and rendezvous with Grier." "Get CO19 to meet us there." "Biohazard units too." "Armed police!" "Get down!" "Stop!" "Get down on the floor now!" "Drop it!" "On the floor!" "Drop it now!" "Get down!" "Get down!" "The van's empty..." "There's no bomb." "'The van's empty, it was a diversion." "Alpha Two, do you copy?" "'Either Grier's been played by his friends, or he lied to you!" "'" "Nat..." "Mmm?" "When did you tell your brother about us spending the weekend together?" "What?" "Oh, I didn't." "'Dimitri, Grier's driving back' towards you." "He's two streets away 'from the house.'" "Erm..." "I've forgot about a viewing." "I'll call you later." "Oh..." "Er, bye." "Who are you?" "What?" "Where's Johnny?" "Now, look, calm down!" "Some bloke just gave me 50 quid to take his car home, all right?" "Control, 'he's dumped me too." "He'd bugged me.'" "He's known who I am all along." "Alpha Two, you're the one that knows him." "Think." "'What's he doing?" "'" "OK." "He wants to send the clearest message." "Propaganda... 'of the deed." "He'll have picked up the source." "'He wanted us to think that he was attacking a Velanon building.'" "He knew we'd protect every site, send all the staff home..." "Where's Reddon?" "'Are we protecting him?" "'" "Er, no, he has his own security." "He's gone to a group office in West London." "Alpha Two, he wasn't supposed to go." "'We told him to stay away from his offices.' That's what Johnny wanted!" "'He's going after Reddon." "It's an assassination.'" "Warn him." "Send me the address." "I'm sorry, sir, this is a restricted area." "Peter Reddon." "'Your friend' from the Security Services here." "The anarchist knows where you are." "'He's coming after you." "You need to warn your protection detail' and leave immediately." "Security services..." "Wait!" "It's not safe to go up." "Code Seven Titan." "Give me your weapon." "Get everyone out, and wait for the bomb squad." "This is a radioactive isotope." "Radium 226." "Get it anywhere near you and you're dead within 48 hours." "Now, this man here made a lot of money from the misery, pain and fear this stuff causes people." "I'm here on these people's behalf." "Think of it as a dividend, Pete." "Please, don't do this!" "Go on, you parasites, piss off!" "For God's sake!" "Everything I did was legal..." "Please don't do this!" "You can't do this to me!" "Johnny, not another step!" "Ryan..." "I almost feel proud of you." "Reddon, get out of here." "Is it stable?" "I'm afraid not." "Don't worry." "It's safe for now, until it gets in the open air." "Johnny, don't do it." "Please, put it down." "You know, I stole this from a cancer clinic in Greece." "Same sort of stuff the docs used to try and save my life." "Funny that, isn't it?" "Have you told Natalie what you are yet?" "Do me a favour, don't tell her." "Break off with her some other way." "OK..." "I won't tell her who I really am." "Ever." "As long as you put that down and come with me." "Killing Reddon with radiation, after what he did, I get it." "Sends a message." "But you, dying alone in here, it means nothing." "It won't get reported for what it is, you know that." "No-one's going to learn anything." "No-one's watching, Johnny." "You are." "'Several office buildings in West London' were evacuated today following a chemical leak at a nearby technology park." "Police say a small amount of chlorine gas was released into the atmosphere." "Surrounding residential areas were also cleared as a precautionary measure." "What's the latest on Johnny?" "He's in a coma." "There's nothing they can do." "Be dead before the end of the week." "Here..." "What's this?" "It's the best 'Dear John' letter ever written." "If someone was breaking up with me, it's what I'd want to get." "You wrote this?" "Yeah." "You all need to see this." "What is it?" "The night Tariq died, he'd traced the muggers who stole our laptop." "They were meeting this woman." "Someone was monitoring him." "This was in his pocket." "He saw something they didn't want him to, so they attacked his system, then killed him." "Who is she?" "I don't have a name, but her face crops up in a file that speculates she's a deniable asset for a little outfit called the Central Intelligence Agency." "That's not all." "I found her somewhere else." "The assassination attempt on Gavrik, at the reception." "She was there." "Harry, what is it?" "Tell them, Ruth." "Jim Coaver has been posing as Harry to get information from Elena Gavrik." "He may have had something to do with the hit on her husband." "What?" "!" "Why weren't we told?" "Harry has history with these people." "He wanted to deal with it himself." "But if this woman's working for Coaver, he wasn't just behind the hit on Gavrik." "He's responsible for stealing our intel too." "That would mean... the CIA killed Tariq." "I know these people." "They have one purpose... killing." "They're planning a revenge attack, here in London." "Do the Americans know we are discussing intelligence sharing?" "Huh!" "Do you know what it's like to feel something for someone, then realise you don't even know them?" "24 hours, Jim, then I'm coming after you." "Shit, I've lost him!" "Think not of those who are slain in Allah's way as dead." "Give me an update!" "I need an update!" "Proceed."