by Geoff Wolak
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‘Henry, it’s me,’ Kirkpatrick said into the phone.
‘Yes?’
‘Beesely met with the Deputy Section Chief, London. Guy called Hamilton Burke Junior.’
Henry could be heard laughing. ‘A rich name for an idiot. I’ve met the guy. What did they discuss?’
‘According to Burke, Beesely offered him a Swiss bank account with a hundred million dollars – in fact pounds - in, for unofficial operations in Europe.’
‘That’s … puzzling, to say the least.’
‘It sounds as if he’s on the team. Sure you don’t want me to contact him direct, sound him out?’ Kirkpatrick nudged.
‘No, not yet, let’s see where this goes. Mossad has been checking out Beesely as well.’
‘Did they get any money?’
‘Unknown at the moment,’ Henry pointed out.
‘What’s he up to?’
‘Good question.’ Henry hung up.
