We fast forward one day.
19th of July
( + £ 200 )
Today is the day where Max will do the courier job. He gets in the drivers seat of the van, making one last sweep of the van for bugs, and drives over to the Wharf. The back is opened and the van is loaded. He makes a turning and down by the road is Anne in her most alluring outfit. Max drives up to her and parks by her side. He turns to the guard.
"Right," he says, "Heres some dough," he hands the guard a wad of money, "and we're gonna take the wine." The guard looks slightly smug.
"I want her" he says. Max makes a gesture to Anne and he gets out of the Van. He walks over to Anne, nods and stands by the Warehouse wall, on look out. A few minutes later, Anne withdraws from the Van, a little out of breath and flustered, and returns to her position on the Sidewalk.
"It's for the good of the cause, Anne" Max whispers. Anne nods. max clambers back into the Van.
"Is that all?" He says to guard and replies without time for him to answer, " Now I suggest you run back to the Wharf and tell them that you were ambushed here by Proles." He winks at the Guard. The guard gets out of the Van and rushes back towards the Wharf, Anne gets into the van.
Max starts the Van up and drives off, "We need to destroy the van or at least make sure to keep it hidden, or else our alibi will be peanuts and the Police will be down on us like a storm." Anne remains silent, disgruntled but happy because she just may have made a vital step forward in the progression of the Revolution.