Shoot First Ask Questions Later

By Ray Francis

The fictional story of a security guards contract in Germany Looking after British Business men and being told by the German Government that they have carte blanche to shoot to kill and not be prosecuted.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Apr 4, 2014
• ISBN: 9781291819076

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Shoot First Ask Questions Later

Contents

Contents

Chapter 1.  My Beginning in security.

Chapter 2. Selection for personal protection.

Chapter 3… Flight into the darkness.

Chapter 4… A foreign briefing

Chapter 5… Getting to know our protected clients

Chapter 6… Getting to know Jason Kirby. KBE.

Chapter 7… a miss understanding brings a bonding.

Chapter 8… Sexual escapades with humour.

Chapter 9… A near miss

Chapter 10   One soggy Caretaker’s daughter.

Chapter 12… A fond farewell.

Chapter 1.  My Beginning in security.

In 1975 I had qualified as an underground electrical engineer but could easily see how the coal industry was going to turn out. Knowing that Arthur Scargill, the leader of the Mineworkers union and Margaret Thatcher, the leader of the Conservative party we on head on collision course and neither were prepared to turn back, left me with no doubt I had to change jobs or become one of the thousands of victims of that clash.

I took a two week holiday in London with family already living there and during that time applied for a vacancy on the London Underground. I was told I had been successful and was actually given two months in which to move my home lock stock and barrel from Sheffield down to London.

The hardest Job was finding a good quality place to store our furniture and things until we had a house to live in in London. It was decided to split our belongs up into three parts, part one stored at the wife’s mother’s home in her spare bedroom; Part Two stored some of the more bulkier furniture at the wife’s brother’s garage and the third and final part would be things we would take with us.

We were lucky that my sister had agreed we could share their home in London until we were given one of our own. So we moved surrendering our council tenancy in Sheffield and registering with the Local council in London. Once back in London I contacted the London Transport recruitment centre and was told that there was no longer a position available to me due to a mix up in their HR department. I was Determined not to end up back in Sheffield so I immediately began looking elsewhere for employment.

I secured employment within two weeks; employment in the security business, with a company called Security Angels. It turned out that this employment was building security and the company was a real cowboy operation; their advice to their own employees in the case of a break in was, ‘exit the building, find a public phone box and call the police.’

Luckily during my month with them I did not need to exercise that advice; I met a fellow Security officer working for Sovereign Security Services. A company I was to stay with for twelve years and just for the record I would like to say was a proper security group.

Whilst with this group I had my first contact with temptation when I was working in Cheapside London and during a patrol of the building of the contracted client, I discovered a safe with an open door and £35,000 in ready cash just lying there.

I knew human nature would be to dwell on thinking about this money and imagining everything you could do with it and just how easy it would be to say the safe was empty when I found it. So I took the cash in seven Jiffy bags and sent it recorded delivery back to the company I was working at.

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