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BlackGold. You’ve got to send someone out there right away before the police search our offices. You will have to replace my computer and copy over only the accounts. Make backup copies of the disks in case the police decide to take the PCs. Clean out Jack’s PC and the server disks also. The admin password is “design4life”. Take away Jack’s laptop into storage also. Some copies of your reports are in the locked filing cabinet by the safe in my office. There’s some stuff in the safe. The combination is 1-19-0-16. The lab, gosh, Jack might have something in the lab. Clean out the lab as much as you can.’
Pause. She’s ordering a full clean-up of BlackGold. Bloody hell!
‘No, no money transfers are directly traceable to you. I paid you in cash, remember? That cash was off the books or covered up as company expenses in small amounts. Have everything stored in a bank safe or somewhere that cannot be traced back to you or me.’
Pause. Untraceable cash payments?!
‘The police may be onto you sooner or later now that they’ve got their hands on those reports. So please cover your tracks, K.C.. Send one of those external men you use who cannot be traced back to you. It is best to use a storage space that is not in your name or mine.’
Pause. Men to do her shady bidding.
‘Please clean out my office SUV. We might have dropped something in there and I want all fingerprints off it. I shall contact you again using a new pay-as-you-go SIM. I shall buy a few new ones in town. I have eight thousand pounds in the safe, all clear off the books. Take it all as your payment on account. I sent the stash of cash I had here and my laptop out with my son-in-law when the police arrived here Friday, hidden in the boot of the car.’
Caitlin’s voice faded into the kitchen opposite the family room that she had come out of. She would need to get a piece of cheese first to embed the chip in to flush it down. He needed to get out of here.
The hallway connected four main rooms. There were two living rooms to the left of the entrance, the front room that they had been occupying with Edwards all afternoon called “the reception”; the rear living room, “the family room”, with French patio doors that opened out into the grounds, was the main living room for family use. It was from the family room that Caitlin had come out into the hallway.
On the right, the room at the front was a large “boardroom” with a massive table, which would occasionally be transformed into a dining room for formal dinners. The large rear room on the right was the kitchen with a breakfast bar and a more intimate dining area for up to eight. The guest washroom Jeremy was in was sandwiched between the Reception and the living room. The grand stairwell stood opposite the main entrance and led upstairs to the first floor in two flights.
The hallway forked and extended right between the boardroom and the kitchen, aligned with the washroom he was in. It led to the part of the house Jack and Caitlin had had extended, containing, on the ground floor, a twin master suite with a luxurious shared bathroom, another en-suite bedroom, a library, and a ‘Sitting Room’ extended with a conservatory. A second stairwell ran up to the extended part of the first floor turning right from the end of the extended hallway.
The twin master suite was reserved for Mr. and Mrs. McAllen for whom the stairs to the upper floors were beginning to be a challenge. The Sitting Room and the conservatory were decorated in Scottish style as a living room especially for their use. The library was used mostly for business. Gillian liked to study in it and Peter studied there occasionally when Jack needed to concentrate on something and kicked him out of his workshop.
The second en-suite room was reserved for Jack’s mother, his father having passed away some fifteen years ago from a heart attack. Mrs. Mary Connor, however, lived in the Connor family home in Portsmouth and hardly
Pause. She’s ordering a full clean-up of BlackGold. Bloody hell!
‘No, no money transfers are directly traceable to you. I paid you in cash, remember? That cash was off the books or covered up as company expenses in small amounts. Have everything stored in a bank safe or somewhere that cannot be traced back to you or me.’
Pause. Untraceable cash payments?!
‘The police may be onto you sooner or later now that they’ve got their hands on those reports. So please cover your tracks, K.C.. Send one of those external men you use who cannot be traced back to you. It is best to use a storage space that is not in your name or mine.’
Pause. Men to do her shady bidding.
‘Please clean out my office SUV. We might have dropped something in there and I want all fingerprints off it. I shall contact you again using a new pay-as-you-go SIM. I shall buy a few new ones in town. I have eight thousand pounds in the safe, all clear off the books. Take it all as your payment on account. I sent the stash of cash I had here and my laptop out with my son-in-law when the police arrived here Friday, hidden in the boot of the car.’
Caitlin’s voice faded into the kitchen opposite the family room that she had come out of. She would need to get a piece of cheese first to embed the chip in to flush it down. He needed to get out of here.
The hallway connected four main rooms. There were two living rooms to the left of the entrance, the front room that they had been occupying with Edwards all afternoon called “the reception”; the rear living room, “the family room”, with French patio doors that opened out into the grounds, was the main living room for family use. It was from the family room that Caitlin had come out into the hallway.
On the right, the room at the front was a large “boardroom” with a massive table, which would occasionally be transformed into a dining room for formal dinners. The large rear room on the right was the kitchen with a breakfast bar and a more intimate dining area for up to eight. The guest washroom Jeremy was in was sandwiched between the Reception and the living room. The grand stairwell stood opposite the main entrance and led upstairs to the first floor in two flights.
The hallway forked and extended right between the boardroom and the kitchen, aligned with the washroom he was in. It led to the part of the house Jack and Caitlin had had extended, containing, on the ground floor, a twin master suite with a luxurious shared bathroom, another en-suite bedroom, a library, and a ‘Sitting Room’ extended with a conservatory. A second stairwell ran up to the extended part of the first floor turning right from the end of the extended hallway.
The twin master suite was reserved for Mr. and Mrs. McAllen for whom the stairs to the upper floors were beginning to be a challenge. The Sitting Room and the conservatory were decorated in Scottish style as a living room especially for their use. The library was used mostly for business. Gillian liked to study in it and Peter studied there occasionally when Jack needed to concentrate on something and kicked him out of his workshop.
The second en-suite room was reserved for Jack’s mother, his father having passed away some fifteen years ago from a heart attack. Mrs. Mary Connor, however, lived in the Connor family home in Portsmouth and hardly
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