Black Dawn - Page Two - Thomas Rand
Read previous page here : Michael Fawkes - The cellars beneath Westminster Palace BLACK DAWN - Page Two THOMAS RAND: MI6 UNDERCOVER AGENT, LONDON, ENGLAND . Thomas Rand sat in the corner booth, half in light, half in shadow. From here he could see the door, the window, the counter, and the battered kitchen door with its oval glass porthole. Nothing came in or out without passing through his line of sight. The diner itself was a relic, a stage-set left over from another age; chrome edges dulled by time, cracked leather seats that sighed when you sat down, a jukebox in the corner that hadn't played since the Blair government. The coffee in front of him was stone-cold. Untouched. The waitress, a thin woman with the posture of someone who'd fought a thousand small battles and lost most of them, had stopped trying to top it up. Rand's mind was elsewhere, running the last three days like a reel of film. Each moment had wound him tight. Each hour a turn of the screw. Tonight was ...