About the book:
Author: Stephen Leather
Publisher: Hodder Paperbacks
Publish date: (7 Jun. 2012)
Pages: 512 eBook pages can be different
Genres: Literature & Fiction, Mystery, Thrillers
Jack Nightingale opened his eyes to find the barrel of a police-issue Heckler & Koch MP5 carbine
about an inch from the end of his nose.
‘If that’s anything other than your dick in your hand I’m pulling the trigger,’ growled the police
marksman holding the weapon. He was wearing a Kevlar helmet and protective goggles.
‘That’s not the official police warning, is it?’ said Nightingale. Two more armed police appeared
at the end of the bed and their weapons were also aimed at his head. ‘What the hell’s going on?’
The marksman stared at Nightingale with unblinking grey eyes. ‘Move your hands very slowly
from under the quilt,’ he said, saying the words slowly and clearly.
‘I don’t have a gun and I’m stark bollock naked,’ said Nightingale.
‘Just show us your hands, nice and slowly,’ said the marksman.
Nightingale did as he was told, sliding his arms from under the quilt and raising them. A fourth
officer appeared and grabbed Nightingale’s wrists, quickly fastening them together with a plastic tie.
‘Are there any weapons in the flat, Nightingale?’ asked a voice from the end of the bed.
Nightingale squinted at the man. He was wearing a bulletproof vest over a dark blue suit. It was
Superintendent Ronald Chalmers. Tall with greying hair and flecks of dandruff on his shoulders.
‘What the hell’s going on, Chalmers?’
‘We’re going to be searching your flat from top to bottom so you might as well tell us now,’ said
the superintendent. ‘Do you have any weapons here?’
‘Of course not.’