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Message: <blockquote data-quote="ghostcat" data-source="post: 5217641" data-attributes="member: 30034">Percy emerges from cover just as the noise of the explosion is dying down. Checking looking round he is relieved to see that everybody is safe, although he cringes when he sees the damage it has caused.Realising that it is up to him to sort off the mess. He starts to organise thing. First of all he seeks out DI Regan. "Inspector. Presently this place is going to be crawling with press. Get your men to keep them off the docks. Tell them I will make a statement when I have time. Also, I know you and your men are professional. However, it doesn't hurt to remind people. After all careless talk can cost lives. So I don't want to hear any mention of Long, booze or zombies. Anyone who does will wish he was back walking the beat."Next he reports back to T. After giving him a brief but concise report, T tells Percy to stay there and keep the lid on things and until he can arrange to get him some help.With that out of the way, Percy looks around to see what needs doing next. He is pleased to see that the fire service has the flames under control, going so far as to bring in a fire boat. The harbour master is in the process of controlling traffic.Now comes the part that Percy our has been dreading. Finding an empty office, Percy gets one of the uniformed offices to show the press in. "Good evening gentlemen. I am an official spokesman for His Majesty's Government." A voice at the back shouts Come off it Percy we know you're a spook." "As I was saying I am a spokesman for His Majesty's Government and I am sure that the PM will send a D-Notice to the editor of anyone who thinks otherwise." At this point the same voice says "Sorry sir. I though I recognised you but I can now see I was mistaken." Percy continues "Early this evening agents from His Majesty's customs service were investigating a case of exotic animal smuggling, when the captain of the suspect ship panicked. Shots where fired and the captain tried to run. Unfortunately he crashed into an oil tanker, which resulted in a hugh fireball. The fire service have the flames under control and the docks will be back in operation in a few hours. That's all gentlemen. I will not be taking questions."Percy was just leaving the meeting when the heckler approached. "Percy, can I have a word? Now he was closer, Percy recognised him as Sebastian Tombs from The Times. Percy knows him slightly and knows that he is a really good investigative reporter. Percy is just about to put him off, when he suddenly decides to trust him. "Sebastian. I won't bother warning you as I know it won't do any good. What I am about to tell you is complete off the record and definitely not for publication. If this ever gets out it would threaten the stability of the Empire. First of all I don't really know much. I believe that what happened here is part of something a lot bigger and, so far, I only have one small piece of the jigsaw. What I do know is that Sir Archivald Long is involved and that whatever is going on is international in scope. Finally, here is my telephone number. If you hear about any killer zombies, let me know immediately." Tombs starts to question Percy but he holds his hand up and says  "Sorry I have already told you more than I really should have. As far as the zombies are concerned, you will know if you come across them."Leaving the reporter, Percy finds that his replacements have arrived. he briefs them and is just about to head off to his club for a bath and a well-earned sleep when he is approached by a waiter from the ferry. Suddenly another waiter pulls him into an alley. Percy Looks around for backup but everyone is engrossed in some task or other. Placing his hand on his pistol and releasing the safety, he walks up to the alley, looks in and says to the two men he sees there "How can I help you gentlemen?"[sblock=D-Notice]is an official government request to news editors not to publish certain information for reasons of national security.<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/D_notice" target="_blank">Wikipedia</a>[/sblock]</blockquote>

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