Dead if You Don’t

26

Saturday 12 August

17.00–18.00

In the Amex Control Room, Adrian Morris, on his feet, switching from CCTV monitor to monitor had, to his disbelief, watched Roy Grace run out with the suspect device and throw it into the deserted university playing field.

It was at least three hundred metres from the fortress-like outer wall of the stadium.

The EOD commander had requested only fifty, although with a preference for one hundred. He turned to the Match Commander. ‘What do you think, sir?’

‘I think Detective Superintendent Grace needs his head examined,’ Andy Kundert said.

Morris updated the EOD commander and sent him a new image, with the distance estimation, asking if he would be happy for the game to continue uninterrupted.

He replied in under a minute that he was.