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Alex had been hiding in the Lanesborough for a few days, attempting to fix the Reel to Reel Player that had gotten broken in our recent struggles. We were told that the player held conversations between Ted and his agents, recalling Ted’s location and specific characteristics that would unravel his secret identity. And now, Alex was taking time to listen through hours of recordings to find the truth. But it would be too late…
A gift arrives. From Ted Baker.
I lifted the lid to the box to find a mobile phone nestled inside, ringing, flashing and incoming from Ted Baker himself. Alone in my office, I spoke with Ted, who informed me that he knew of my attempt to sell his information to the press. I remained cool and confident, and assured him that it was strictly business. I was the best in the game, after all. But he also knew that my ex-partner Alex, was the one in control. Within a few hours, Alex would sell the information to the press and the world would know Ted’s secrets. And so, Ted had a new offer. Find the player, destroy the secrets and Ted himself would pay me to keep it quiet. More cash than any scoop could ever land me. I was sold.
My new mission was simple. Find the player and take it from Alex before he could cause any damage.
I needed the perfect plan.
My own secret identity had got me into this suite and it would get me out; with the information I needed.
And this is how it happened.
That night, I found him in the Hotel Lounge, drinking his favourite glass of Vodka, or two.
I waited until he had consumed a number of glasses before I headed over to his corner of the room, and with my new identity, he had no idea who I was.
Worked like a charm.
He would never know that I had tipped a few more drops of something secret into his drink to send him sound to sleep for a few hours.
He would never know that I would steal his room key out of his pockets.
The reel player was in his room somewhere, and I had to find it.
I turned his room upside down, searching for the player in every corner. And there it was. Sat right underneath me the whole time.
I had it.
The player, the information, the secrets were all mine.
I left him a note.
Merry Christmas, Alex. Love from me, and Ted xo