Trueman threw himself back in the chair and nodded. 'I do. Buckland was ex-job.'
'A copper?' Horton asked surprised. Cantelli hadn't mentioned that.
'Not for long. He did his probation, but didn't last twelve months after that. He went into private investigations for a while, then turned up as a security officer in 2001, when Peter Ebury shot him.'
Ian shrugged and nodded.
"I haven't told any bugger that I'm ex job, but that's only because I didn't feel like answering questions about myself. I don't think anyone would really care," Ian assured his friend.
"It's not that, mate. There's another reason. I'll tell you more later, but for now it's vitally important that no bugger knows what I do, ok?"
Allan was insistent that the big ex-policeman take this seriously.
"Yes. Ex-job, aren't you?"
"Like every other private licence, yes, I used to be a copper."