CHAPTER 49
MORANT FELT his cell phone vibrate and saw the message written:
Every 1 minute a cabin will explode and the icing on the cake will be the cabin where the Prime Minister's brother is...
— I think we have a problem here.
— What happened?
— There are people on the London Eye.
— But doesn't it close at 6:00PM?
— As a rule, yes, but they made an exception for the Prime Minister's brother to do a private event, they usually leave the sessions rented after working hours.
— What the fuck…just today.
— It's never too late to earn extra money, remember the Millennium Wheel is a private enterprise.
— Remember that every night there has to be a sacrifice, that's the problem.
Greg nodded.
— Remember not... it's something we shouldn't forget...
— That kid just causes trouble...
'Who are you talking about?'
— From Erick Hughes, brother of the Prime Minister, and the UK's most famous poster boy, is almost daily on the front pages of the tabloids with countless girls, almost as a rule:
Want to be famous, fuck Erick Hughes who will be on all the covers of newspapers and magazines...
Greg knew these types of people were the hardest to deal with, were emotionally unstable, and never played by the rules.
— DID YOU FIND OUT it was going to be the London Eye?
Greg nodded.
— Let's say I had an insight, from what I see, not everything they leave are encrypted things, there are things that are more in our face than we imagine and we waste time imagining a thousand things, when in fact the detail is in simplicity.
— Like this tip?
He agreed again.
— The poem is written in such a way as to be understood, the worm I can understand as a human being through the darkness, who is walking at night, "flying", could understand that it would be in the air and the spiral shape that reminds a lot of a Ferris wheel.
— Many see, but few see.
They nodded.
— It was simpler than we imagined.
— We've wasted a lot of time on something so simple and obvious.
Everyone felt stupid in front of Greg.
GREG GET OUT OF THE CAR and saw that there was absolutely nothing he could do to make it consume itself.
— Three cabins have already been blown up.
— How many cabins are there on the London Eye?
— Thirty— two Cabins.
— That is, we have thirty minutes until the cabin Erick Hughes is in blows up.
— Correcting, there are 29 cabins at the moment.
— But there must be other people.
Morant hung up his cell and said in a relieved tone.
— Today the London Eye was rented to a single person, they wanted to stay at the top enjoying the scenery.
— Someone should know about his schedule.
— Yes… that's exactly what we're looking for… who?
'Not bad... how many people are in the cabin?'
— According to me, twelve people.
Greg looked back at the huge Ferris wheel and realized the size of the challenge.
If the cabins weren't exploding, it wouldn't be so hard to get them out...
— If we get too close, we might get hit.
Greg nodded.
— Could we send a helicopter?
— The cabin is isolated for security reasons, it only opens when it reaches the ground floor.
Then he had an idea.
— I have an idea…but we only have a few minutes.
He told the plan and Morant was completely adamant.
— No... no one will agree with that...
— Who says they have to agree... we just have to save those lives... then we see the mere formalities.
PRIME MINISTER Noah Hughes got a call, it was Benjamin Morant.
— Sir...
— Morant, has something happened?
— Are we allowed to save lives on the London Eye?
Suddenly, Noah remembered who would be inside one of the London Eye's cabins at a private event.
— What happened, Ben?
— I don't have time to explain right now, sir, just give me permission to do what we need to do.
Hughes sensed that something terrible was about to happen to his brother, who was at a private event in one of the cabins.
— Granted... I...
But Morant had already hung up.
What the hell is happening?
He went to the window, then realized what Morant was doing.