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Met police; I know you have been following up possible leads to this case so I’m telling you both now. Thanks to the autopsy examinations of the body they believe with some confidence that the killers indeed had a poison that causes madness, it was contained in the decanter that was broken and whoever made this attack forced the potion down Finnin’s throat almost drowning him in the process. In a fit of rage he lashed out and bit at one of the killers, apparently with some considerable violence.”
    “They told you all that?” Asked John
    “I requested an update, I don’t have to tell them the reason, they have an obligation to divulge any assisting evidence when it comes to national security. I did it for you two, I suggest you use it.” Was Harvey’s straight cut reply. Jack decided to report there and then,
    “We have been doing some investigating. We have a possible suspect, and man called Maxwell Grey, English born half-Georgian dissident. Highly educated, in chemistry and has carried out attacks at home and in Russia.”
    “I’ve heard of this, is this the one who tried to poison the Mayor a while back?” Said Harvey,
    “Yes and he was caught, tried and charged under the Terrorism Act. He’s being held currently in Belmarsh prison.” Interrupted John,
    “This has all the hallmarks of his handy work, but don’t forget he’s quite intelligent if he’s inside he could have hired assailants to do the dirty work for him. And that really does pose a security threat.” Asserted Harvey,
    “Just what we were thinking.” Replied Jack,
    “Then I suggest you go to Belmarsh and confront our friend.” Ordered Harvey while turning round making his way back to his private office.
    West and Hudson followed suit, making the way back to their offices to get their coats before being interrupted again, this time by a junior member of the team. Some additional information had come their way on Finnin himself,
    “Excuse me sir, this just came through.” The junior handed West an email printout,
    “According to New Scotland Yard Finnin had an understudy, a student from the London School of Economics seconded to him as an intern. Somebody called David.”
    “What do the police know about this David?” Asked West not expecting a definite answer,
    “According to the police report this young lad called David had shown disciplinary issues both at the university and at the secondment and was therefore volatile in nature.” Replied the junior,
    “Sounds quite a character.” John remarked,
    “Very much so, where does this David live?” Asked Jack
    “Finchley” Was the reply from the young official. North London, in the borough of Barnet, and on high ground, yet another lead in this case. If the police hadn’t followed it, both West and Hudson had to oblige,
    “Where are we going next, to Belmarsh, Lewisham or Finchley?” Asked John,
    Jack replied swiftly, “Belmarsh. That’s where our potential criminal mastermind is so that’s where we are going.”
    John looked on pensive wondering why they were following up on so many leads. He knew they had to follow up direct threats to security, but multiple leads and investigations are for the police, not the security service,
    “That’s fine, but can I remind you that we have not been cleared by the police to follow so many lines of enquiry. I know they have been cooperative but what if we interfere with the course of justice more than we have already, we could prejudice any future trial and if that allows a terror suspect to walk free then how do we look?”
    Jack afforded John the outburst, but he had a good reason to because he knew more than his partner ever could at this time,
    “In the interests of security the intelligence service comes above the police force. If they have a problem they go above our heads. In the meantime we just keep our heads down and get on with it. If we get shot at or get dirty then so be it. It isn’t our job to complain, we just do