The deputy director was at a loss for words.
Graham understood. This kid wanted to take all the credit. If the operation succeeded in uncovering a major robbery, his path to promotion would be clear.
"Because of you, we caught a few small fry but let the main force get away." Graham's voice was icy. "The robbers in Edinburgh are the core of the 'Highland Freedom Army,' and McTavish is likely among them. Now they've disappeared with three million British Pounds, enough to buy weapons to blow Scotland sky-high."
The deputy director's face turned pale.
At that moment, the phone rang. Graham picked it up and listened for a few moments, his expression growing heavier.
"A suspected terrorist hideout was found on the outskirts of Inverness… an anonymous tip-off directly to the Military Intelligence Five hotline." He put down the phone and looked at the deputy director. "Do you think this is the same 'concerned citizen'?"
"It might be a trap…"
