Guido Pepi placed down the phone and surveyed the five men ranged in front of his desk. ‘Interesting.’
‘Something?’
‘This man Beesely has taken The International Bank of Zurich back into the Swiss bank society.’
‘The Swiss Government has planned this,’ another man complained. ‘First the inheritance goes to a British Intelligence officer, then they get SAS instructors, now they re-join the Bank Society. And this man Otto has doubled the number of guards in six months!’’
‘Yes,’ Pepi let out, long and slow. ‘They are building up their defences. Consolidating.’
‘Why now?’ a man asked. ‘They sat quietly by for decades.’
‘A good question,’ Pepi stated. ‘And I would guess that, when we find the answer, we won’t like it.’
‘The bomb is still in place?’ a man asked.
Pepi faced him and nodded. ‘Soon, gentlemen. Soon.’