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A Getaway

A Getaway

The policeman suddenly started to run. The woman gripped the handlebars of the young man in the wheelchair and seemed to hunch, as if expecting a blow. And then the crowd were all getting to their feet, pointing at something out of camera. They began to scatter. Running for their lives. A black transit van was being driven at speed. It appeared to be heading straight for the crowd but suddenly it mounted the pavement to avoid the young man in the wheelchair. I automatically looked for anything that would make the transit van unique. Dents, scratches, words that had been sprayed over. But there was nothing. There was brown duct tape plastered over the registration plate. Simple but effective. The crowd had done a runner. Apart from Abu Din, who was wagging an admonishing finger at the black van.

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Chapter 4

27 Savile Row is a modern block of offices with one of those ancient blue police lamps outside -the kind of blue lamp that makes you think of Sherlock Holmes hunting Jack the Ripper through the London fog. But although Savile Row is famous for two things, West End Central isn't one of them.

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Wren

Nerves of steel and hair of red. 25-years-old. Small of stature and totally fearless. Physically reckless and digitally very well connected. Quick with her wits and good around computers, especially the social media sites that baffle older members of the Met.

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West End Central

West End Central

Savile Row is a street in Mayfair principally known for its traditional bespoke tailoring for men. It was built between 1731 and 1735, with the original name of Savile Street.

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