Missing Years ( Part 22 )

The rest of that day was mayhem. It appeared over and over again on every television News Channel, it was the lead story on Sky News and the BBC. All sorts of questions were being asked about Ray Samuels, the main ones were who was he, why was he here and should people follow his lead?

Stacey stayed with Ray till mid-afternoon then decided she should leave.

“Ray, I’m going to leave now and go to see Mum, that OK?”

“Of course Stacey, your Mum will be worried about everything, trust me, I know, she always was!”

They laughed and Stacey gave him a hug. But this time it wasn’t the same as before, this time it seemed more intimate. Ray stepped back and looked at her.

“You do know how I feel about you don’t you, it all seems so wrong but then nothing seems right at the moment, do you know what I mean?”

“I do Ray, we are both the same age really, it’s the weirdest thing but I feel exactly the same”

“People will talk, they will say it’s wrong, they will say it can’t happen, you know that don’t you?”

“I do, but it’s not their lives, it’s ours, let’s take it one step at a time, agreed?”

“Agreed, now you go off to Mum and as I said before. Be Careful!”

She walked away and left the house.

Eddie came into the room.

“So what happens now son, what happens between now and Friday, it’s only two days away”

“We get ready Dad, ready for what’s coming, they will try to stop me, I know that, but as the Bible tells us in Corinthians, Be watchful, stand firm in the faith, act like men, be strong”

DCI Spencer was sitting opposite Commander Swan, Spencer couldn’t help noticing that Swan looked like he was about to kill someone!

“Ok, I’ve calmed down now, although I think you’re a bloody idiot for not knowing what he was going to say, we have to make sure that he doesn’t go through with this madness on Friday”

“Sir, I’m not sure if we can stop it, besides what harm can it do?”

“You really are an idiot Spencer, my sources tell me that this interview today was watched by approximately 100 million people around the globe, that’s more than watch the fucking Superbowl in America, and it’s being repeated every hour on the two biggest stations worldwide, if only 10% of them and that’s a conservative estimate, decide to down tools on Friday it will be utter chaos, not just here but around the world. Imagine if just half a dozen of these nutters are air traffic controllers or airline pilots or train drivers, what happens then?”

There was a silence.

“I’ll bloody well tell you what happens then, no trains, no flights that’s what. Whole airlines grounded, no public transport, the knock on effect is enormous. What about bloody Doctors and nurses as well, what about brokers, traders, internet workers, the fucking economy comes to a halt, that’s what!”

“Sorry Sir, I didn’t realise”

“Did you see the bloody reaction from all around the world, they clapped him, they bloody well clapped him, he’s become some kind of modern day hero come to save the world!”

“OK Sir, but what can we do about it then”

Swan took a deep breath and a sip of his black coffee, then sat back in his chair.

“We have two options, the first is we try as best we can to smear him, I’ve got people working on that already, we try to persuade him not to pursue the current course that he’s on or expect to see some very unpleasant stories in the press tomorrow, we could even offer him some money so he can set up a new life somewhere, that kind of thing”

“And if he decides to still go ahead, what’s the second option?”

“You don’t want to know Spencer, believe me. You don’t want to know!”

Trevor Wilson was now dressed in suit, shirt and tie. He looked every bit the normal City gent. He bought his tube ticket like everyone else, sat among the commuters just like everyone else, got off the train at Barking and left the station. Behind Barking station was a small 10 room hotel. He booked in and paid cash for 3 nights. He was close now, very close, he could almost smell his enemy, he could plan from here, gain strength, take more lives, lives were cheap here; he would grow even stronger, then strike.

Ray was sitting with Eddie when suddenly he sat up straight and began to look around.

“He’s close Dad, very close”