CHAPTER HUNDRED & FIFTY THREE

Sparks was looking for that one lucky strike.

He had tailed Hamish, parked far from sight, approached the building on foot, scaled the fence and come in unnoticed. All according to plan.

He knew Hamish was with Reynolds already, and they had been speaking for a few minutes. Hopefully, the stage was well set for his arrival.

He went round the building, loathing that he had to use the stairs instead of the elevator. His job always sucked and he hated it.

The building was generally deserted as planned. Yes... perfect. At the bottom of the stairs he paused, said a lucky prayer, then set the timer on his watch. Ten minutes for everything... Godspeed.

****

Hamish and the Chairman stared at each other in bewilderment for seconds.

"I heard you son. Everything you said," his father told him.

For a moment Hamish's mind was blank as he stood transfixed, still holding Reynolds at gun point. Slowly he collected himself, becoming even angrier.

"I'm not upset at you. Only disappointed. But I don't
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