Twelve – Report of police informer, Leslie Eubin,

a.k.a. Les the Ruin, a.k.a. Ruin

 

I wasn’t able to get too close to them or find out much of their plans. But, I guessed roughly were they might be heading and I kept watch up there. I saw a lot of vans up in the North Birmingham area, close to the Great Barr turn-off from the Motorway.

The base is an old quarry, off the A34. There are about forty of the Last Heroes there, including their pres, Vincent and the brother who seems to be the real leader, that’s Gerry.

I made contact with them, like you wanted, and got talking about their plans. They were all shaken up by the events of the run, with three of them killed. The names of the dead were Harlequin, Dylan (a big brother who was right-hand man of Vincent) and Priest. I think it was Priest who was a friend of Gerry’s and might have been the one who did that bank job.

It seemed to me that there was quite a lot of tension between the two top brothers. Some of the others said that they were blaming each other for the two deaths of their lieutenants. I don’t know if that’s true or not. When I left them tonight there was a kind of truce there and they were all getting stoned together. If I was you, I’d keep an eye on the Gerry. He seems to have more cool than any of the others. His old lady, Brenda, is also quite dangerous. She seemed particularly suspicious of me.

The film company are due to move into the quarry early tomorrow morning, and they aim to start shooting the film more or less straight away. I asked if I could stay with them, but there is always a lot of hassle when a member of a rival chapter is around and I was told to leave.

I think that’s all I can do to help you. They won’t allow me back again. Can I have some bread for helping you out again? Let me know next time you want any help, though I am worried about them rumbling me as a snout.

Get the money to me at the usual place. I’ll be there from three till four next Wednesday.

Les.

Note attached:

From Assistant Chief Constable Stout to Head of Special Branch.

This is a copy of a report from one of Sanders’ informers. He won’t have any use for him any more and it sounds to me as thought the informer has outlived his usefulness. Have him picked up at the usual place, I believe this is a record shop in Hunt Street, Birmingham. The report states when hell be there. Charge him with being a member of an illegal organisation and possession of drugs. I leave it to your discretion to decide what drug is to be found on his person. I suggest cocaine, since the magistrates have instructions to be particularly hard on this drug.

Please send me your report as soon as possible. If you have any worries we can discuss them this afternoon at the meeting to organise our raid on the quarry.