Ray scanned the screens. Being head of security for the Bremington Vets Day memorial service was the biggest break in his career; he couldn’t afford to make any mistakes. Ray then spotted something: checking his list it wasn’t down. He quickly contacted his brother on the 2-way.
‘Lanny, this is Ray. Ice cream cart at the west gate. Did you know about this? Over.’
‘Ray, Lanny here. No – must have been added to the programme after we received our copy. Over.’
‘Lanny, this is Ray. We need to get there. Mark a perimeter; nobody else to be allowed in before I arrive. Over’
Ray rushed from the control room – the back of his van – to meet his brother. The man pushing the ice cream cart came under immediate questioning.
‘Hey Paul, didn’t know you were on site today? Gimme a strawberry cone and Lanny will have a vanilla with choc chips.’
‘Sure thing Ray,’ said Paul.
Back in the control van the roving camera focused its lens on the south gate. As Ray and Lanny savoured their ice creams the man with the bulky rucksack slipped into the park unnoticed.