September 8, 1976
Now high on the action and adrenalin flowing - the incident in Liverpool was exciting in the extreme. We had impressed Lee with our work there. We equally impressed him in the small details we recalled and committed to paper in our report. But it presented a conundrum of our making.
On one hand, he was reluctant to let the cocaine plot distract us or him from the LSD investigation. On the other, it was a huge opportunity. A chance to take out what appeared to be a big player in the cocaine business. One with direct links all the way back to South America. Lee instructed us to keep Blue on a string, to encourage him but not to commit to anything. We were to play for time. Bill concerned me, not Blue. Bill was a serious player and not one to mess around. I was mindful of the double-tap episode, not to mention the gun in the attaché case. I asked Lee for Smith & Wesson .38 Detective Specials to be issued to us.
“Fuck off,” was his simple answer to my query!
We played the waiting game for all we were worth. Blue called in on us at Cartref about a week after the return from Liverpool. The talk was almost all about Bill. Blue had returned yesterday from a trip with the fellow Canadian to Bristol. He confirmed they had also visited the south coast of England and Porthcawl. It appeared that Bill had located a boat and was going to pay £30,000 for it.
Blue was keen to progress with the cocaine venture. He talked about a deal involving Bill in Canada of $3 million worth of heroin. The deal went sour when two guys were busted in Vancouver and were now serving 12 years in jail. A group of professionals in Vancouver, such as lawyers and doctors, were the source of the buy money. The impression given was that Bill was the fixer, never going near the product.
This impromptu visit by Blue gave force to our refusal to install a VHF radio in Cartref. Blue visited us at the cottage many times. Sometimes Robbie, his lady, accompanied him.
Cartref was a small cottage with nowhere to hide a VHF radio set other than in the loft. And, that wasn’t fool proof. Greenslade really didn’t have a clue! The cottage did not afford us much privacy. I am comparing it to using the van as our home. We had unscheduled visits at the cottage. Visits from Blue, sometimes with Robbie. From time to time, Happy also called in on us at Cartref.
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