Dead Men (50 page)

Shepherd tried to focus on the digital clock on his bedside table. It was just after one o’clock. ‘That’s all right, sir. Not a problem.’

‘I’ve been asked to give you a call to reassure you that we are aware of the approach that has recently been made to you by your American counterparts.’

‘Right, sir. Thank you.’

‘The fight against terrorism is one we absolutely have to win. There’s no question about that. And sometimes measures have to be taken that fall outside the remit of our law-enforcement agencies.’ The Prime Minister spoke slowly, almost as if he was reading from a script.

‘I understand, sir.’

‘We’re very grateful for the work you’ve done for us in the past, your exemplary army career and the excellent job you’ve done as a police officer and with SOCA. There’s no pressure on you to accept the offer that has been made. All I’m doing is calling to let you know that if you do accept, you do so with our blessing and that you will be accorded whatever protection we’re able to offer. Subject to total deniability, of course.’

‘Of course,’ said Shepherd.

‘So, that’s it, then. Good night, and God bless.’

‘Good night, sir.’

The line went dead and Shepherd hung up. Richard Yokely had been right. He did have friends in high places.