“Did you see those photos of him in Washington? He seems to move in elevated circles!”
“He sure does. Perhaps the economic boys in the Met will come up with something. Any way let's have a look at these pictures.”
With that Lloyd turned off one of the room lights and switched on the roof projector using the remote. The images appeared with four characters on each page with a front and profile view of each.
“If any one of these catches your attention shout and I can blow the image up to full screen to give you a better look.”
In the next thirty minutes I must have looked at hundreds of photos, no luck.
“Well that is disappointing,” said Lloyd, “T hat exhausts all of the locals I wanted to show you. I have just a few that have been suggested to me by the Yard. Look at these.”
The third sheet in and I saw a face that looked familiar. “Can you enlarge that one?” I said. It was definitely the heavy who pulled me out of the car. A huge ugly guy, big shoulders and all muscle, “that's him,” I said, the one who pulled me out of the car. Lloyd clicked a button on the remote, and up came his name and details.
“Jackie Peterson,” said Lloyd, “not someone I know, a London boy and by the look of his sheet a lot of form including aggravated assault. Probably a soldier for hire; I will ask the Met what they know of him. Look through the rest and see if by any chance the guy who broke in to your house is also there.”
A few minutes later up came another face. Lloyd enlarged the imag e for me. It was definitely him, an unattractive individual with a thin face and dark lank hair combed over a balding head.
“That was the guy who entered my house earlier, the one with the trench coat and a knife.”
“Well that is another London villain, Reginald Archer, a record as long as your arm for petty crimes, although no record of violence.”
We then went up to see Chief Superintendent Fleet and updated her.
“Look Chief Superintendent, I am worried. I have been injured twice and both Alec and I have been threatened. Now Alec's wife is being threatened, what can you do for us, th e next time might be much worse? ”
“We will follow up the leads including this man you have identified but I am not sure there is much more I can do,” she replied. “For the time being we will continue to post a WPC to guard Mrs Bell on a 24 hour basis, but beyond that there is little we can do; I am afraid I don't have an unlimited budget; I recommend that you and Mr Bell take great care not to expose yourselves to any more attacks.”
“And how do we do that, lock ourselves in a cell!” I asked sarcastically.
“I am sorry, but we now have a team working on this, and Inspector Lloyd will keep you informed as to progress.”
I got up, noisily pushing back my chair and walked out without saying another word. I decided to walk across town to the office. The walk would give me some time to think and calm down.
Back at the office I walked in to a string of meetings that went on through a sandwich lunch. At about 2.30 Alec buzzed through from his office and said “Martin, I have something here that I need you to be part of, can you get away and join us please?”
“Sure, these guys can manage here without me for a while,” and went out to the hall to get the lift to Alec's floor.
Upon entering Alec's office there was one other person in the room besides Alec, Ron Armstrong. Ron was normally quite a pleasant individual although one could sense that beneath the general bonhomie he was probably hard as nails. Ron was the principal in a large venture capital fund, Armstrong Ventures that had invested forty million pounds in Control Networks nearly four years ago. Today, Ron did not look happy, Alec was sitting behind his desk and Ron had obviously been pacing the room.
“Ah, Martin, I think it is best you join us and hear what I have to say. I was saying to Alec that I have heard from Frank and the brokers that you have asked them to slow up on the float preparations, maybe the projected date is going to slip. You need to understand that the brokers are not at all happy and neither are we.”
“Alec here confirmed that you have put the brakes on and has just been explaining to me why, and what is going on. Frankly, it all seems a bit far-fetched to me, but nevertheless we cannot acce pt it as a cause for delay. Any thing can happen and if you miss this market window it may be a long time before you get another chance and even if that comes I doubt whether you will get as good a price as you will today.”
“We understand all that,” said Alec, “but we also have the safety of families and possibly staff to consider.”
“Well, as I said, it does seem a bit far fetched but if it's real get some security staff on board,” he replied. “The Company can employ a firm to provide you both with personal security and that combined with the police presence at your home Alec, should be adequate.”
“We will discuss it, and consult Frank, and let you know,” said Alec.
“We will not tolerate any delays. Look, we don't want to play hardball with you boys, you have been a pleasure to work with, but we will if we have to. We backed you and invested forty million nearly four years ago. We never said we were long term investors, we told you we wanted to be out in 5 years, earlier if possible, and if you blow this flo at you will probably blow that five year time scale. From what the brokers are saying we cou ld realise 500 million plus from this float and we want it to go ahead now. I would remind you that in accordance with the terms of the shareholder agreemen t you signed with us, if after five years there is, in our opinion, insufficient progress being made towards an exit strategy, we can step in and take over management and possibly sale of the business. You have almost completed the first fo ur years of those five years. My partners are likely to be pretty unforgiving if we miss this current window.”
I was about to explode at this, but Alec seeing that I was about to speak quickly interjected and said, “Look Ron, we don't want to fall out with you, and we are all interested in getting some money out of this, so leave us to discuss it, and we will get back to you tomorrow. Is that OK?”
“Yes, but you hear what I am saying. I am going back up to London tonight so you can call me in the office. I will leave you guys to it, can someone call me a taxi for the station.” Alec followed him out of the office door to ask Penny, his PA, to organise the taxi.
A few minutes later he came back in and slumped down in his chair. “I thought you were going to explode when he threatened us.”
“I nearly did,” I said. “We can call his bluff if we want, he would be mad to step in and take over.”
“I agree he would, but I don't think calling his bluff is right. He might not take over but in a year’s time that contract puts him in a strong position and he could make life difficult. His idea about the security staff was a good one, why don't we call Frank and discuss it.”
“OK.”
After a conference call lasting about 15 minutes it was agreed that we would go back to the original float plan, and the Company would employ security personnel. Frank said he would call the broker; they were unhappy with the earlier move and needed to hear some warm comforting words.
“Frank,” I said, “while we are talking, could you do some really in depth research on Allied Grampian and Plavsic, and does the name of Peter Asimov come up in connection with Plavsic.”
“I will see what we can do, Martin, it is common knowledge that Allied Grampian does a lot of business with Asimov, but I would imagine that it is all oil related. I will let you know,” and with that he hung up.
“Are you happy with that decision?” I asked Alec.
“I'm OK with it if you are. Lisa is off to Manchester tomorrow for at least two weeks, apparently a particularly gruesome murder case. Normally she would come home for the weekends but I will get her to stay up there, maybe even go up myself for a weekend in the Peak District, we have always wanted to do some walking there and I could do with a break from this place.”
Lisa was a barrister and her having a case away from Bristol was good fortune and took some pressure off. “I thought you were telling me that it was non-stop preparing everything for this float, how can you get away?”
He made a rude gesture and said, “it is, and I may not be able to get away, we'll see.”
“So how do we set up this security arrangement? How about calling Fleet, she can probably give you a recommendation. I don't think it best if I call her, I was somewhat irritable this morning and it showed. In the meantime I had better do some serious work on reviewing where we are with this product release.”
Alec buzzed through to my office half an hour later to say that he had a security firm coming in the next
