The two bruisers sitting in the car had almost fallen asleep when they saw Virgil in his car. He came out of the drive of the rather run down old house that Adam and Benito had led the way to only a couple of hours ago. They decided to alert their friends who were situated down the road, and the senior man patched a call through to VM to update him. They knew that this guy could get out of the country. He would lead them to the next part of the puzzle, whereas the others were well rooted to where they were.
“Boss, the guy who is doing the decoding has just left. We are following him, looks as if he is heading for the airport. What should we do? Do we let him go or what”? He listened intently to the reply, which affirmed that there were agents waiting for him at the other side of the road. They thought his destination to be London.
“Get back to the house and keep an eye on the others. This guy will be picked up wherever he flies, trains or drives to. They are just waiting on him to book his tickets”. The orders had been issued and the thugs complied.
The car swung around and went back to the old house, the shambling cottage that stood at the side of the road. They found a place to hide where they couldn’t be observed from the house. Little did they know that this ploy was really unnecessary as those who had been within had gone. As soon as the slim opportunity had presented itself, all had flown the nest.