"You have to let me run this story, Moneypenny. Hector's story can wait a week and this, this is better and you know it."
He threw the bundle of papers back onto her desk and grinned. The carefully typed up notes were spattered with Wingrove's research and Freddie's easy, passionate and curious way of story telling. He had a knack of finding a good story, whether the BBC wanted him to find it or not.








