Mike Dixon

he‟d recruited her and her knowledge of English was imper-
fect.
„Mirrors within mirrors within mirrors.‟
She‟d struggled to understand what he was saying and
he‟d explained it to her.
„You make it so confused that only a huge expenditure of
time and effort can uncover the truth.‟
The Chinese communists were accomplished in the use of
mirrors and George Paget was quite an expert himself. E
Kirstin had the family portrait in her handbag and was
searching in a draw for a photo album when Cecilia‟s foot-
steps descended the stairs. She found the album and thrust
it under her coat.
„Kirstin. I‟m so sorry. I would have liked to have invited
you to stay for a while but it‟s daddy. He‟s so distressed. I
just don‟t know what to do.‟
Kirstin almost offered assistance then remembered that
she‟d got what she came for. „I won‟t impose on you any
more.‟ She looked at her watch. „I really must be getting
home. Give my regards to your father and Aunt Grace.‟
A
police car stood in the road outside the Hansen
house and two uniformed police officers were visible
through the dining room window. Kirstin recognized one as
Janet‟s friend, Samantha. The other was an athletic-looking
young man. They came out to meet her.
„I thought this was meant to be a low-profile operation,‟
Kirstin whispered. „We seem to have moved to high profile.‟
„You can speak normally, Mrs. Hansen,‟ Samantha said.
„The house has been debugged.‟
They went inside. Kirstin glanced at fragments of ceiling
insulation on the hall carpet and guessed that a team of sur-
veillance experts had been crawling about in the roof space.