and Rich spent an hour mucking about on the web. Jade emailed her friend Charmaine in America.
They found a small supermarket within easywalking distance and Jade bought bottled water, grapes, oranges and a spray air freshener. Rich bought crisps and coke. They thought about getting some food for the evening, but neither of them fancied cooking and they doubted Chance would offer. So they grabbed a few ready meals that would microwave.
When they got back, Chance was in the living room, talking on his mobile. He hung up as soon as Rich and Jade came in. They exchanged glances, sure it was for their benefit.
âCan I ring my friend Charmaine?â Jade asked.
âOf course you can,â Chance said. âYouâve got a mobile.â
âIâm almost out of credit.â
âMe too,â Rich said.
âGive me your mobile numbers and Iâll get them topped up.â
âIâll write them down for you later,â Rich said.
âJust tell me. Iâll remember. Iâm good with numbers.â He smiled. âReally.â
Rich reeled off his mobile number. Grudgingly, Jade told him hers too. Chance recited them both back perfectly.
âCharmaineâs in New York,â Jade said, as Chance offered his own mobile. âItâll cost a fortune on that.â
âThereâs the phone in the study,â Rich suggested.
âMaybe later,â Chance said.
âI need to call her now, before she leaves for school. You know â the time difference?â
Chance sighed. âAll right, all right.â
Jade didnât wait for more, but headed straight for the study. Chance hurried after her and Rich followed.
âHang on,â Chance said. âI need to set this up.â He fiddled with the plastic box attached to the phone wire.
âWhatâs that for?â Rich asked.
âOh, itâs⦠Itâs a security thing. Like a phone lock.â
âThereâs only you here,â Jade said. âOr was.â
âThe company insists. I deal with a lot of sensitive stuff in my job.â
âLike what?â Jade asked.
âLike I canât tell you.â He finished working on the box. âThat should work now. Iâll leave you to it.â
Rich followed him out. âWhy did you throw your letters away?â he asked. âJunk mail?â
âProbably,â Chance said. âWhy do you ask?â
âJust curious.â
âThey were for the previous tenant of the flat. He didnât leave a forwarding address.â
Rich nodded. âAnd no one writes to you?â
Chance smiled. âThatâs me â Johnny No-Mates.â
The phone worked fine now, but Jade just got the answer phone at Charmaineâs house, so she rang Mrs Gilpin instead.
Mrs Gilpin seemed pleased to hear from her. âHow is everything?â she asked.
âOh, fine,â Jade lied. âThereâs some shops nearby and a little park. And⦠Dad is sorting out school for us. Weâll be OK.â
âYou must come back and visit us.â
âThank you. Weâd like that.â There was something funny with the phone â probably something to do with the plastic box. Jade could hear a clicking every now and again. But she thought nothing of it.
Three streets away from where Jade was making her phone call, an unmarked black van was parked in a side road.
Inside the van, a man wearing dark-framed glasses and a long grey raincoat was sitting in front of a sophisticated audio monitoring system. He wore headphones, listening intently to every word Jade said.
4
At Heathrow, Stabb was meeting a woman who had just arrived on a scheduled flight. As they walked to the short-term car park, Stabb told the woman how things were going.
âSo youâve achieved nothing,â the woman said with a smile. She was beautiful, with long, straight, jet black hair.
âIt is difficult until we can get back the