““It was part of the bleedin’ deal,” Flaharty announced sharply, throwing back the lid of the gun case to reveal an Accuracy International L115A3, the thick barrel of the sniper rifle gleaming in the light. “I turned tout, and you sods stayed out of my business affairs.” Tout. An informant, in the British parlance. And that’s exactly what Flaharty had been, in his last few years with the Provos—and since. An Agency asset””
