Getting to Maggie was more difficult than Simeon. Simeon kept to the homeless out of necessity of being discovered by an agency, but Maggie didn't have that concern. To make matters worse, Simeon was telling the partial truth and gave no reason to be doubted considering the perceived options given. She was going to be going to start broadcasting from some unknown location soon and had to be stopped.
Maggie had made her way to Wales with two of Donna's people from Ireland following from a safe distance the entire way. They didn't need to see her to know where she was thanks to the tracker they followed.
She was on her way to Ireland and too many there suspicious of outsiders to move safely. It would be risky taking her anywhere, but even more so once she got to her homeland.
Maggie entered an Irish pub in Fishguard believed to be run by IRA radicals before she could take the ferry to Rosslare, Ireland. Once she crossed, it would be far more difficult to get to her. The IRA, even the most extreme factions, had friends everywhere. She may not be with any faction of the IRA anymore, but the Irish who were sympathetic didn't know her loyalties had been shifted.
They watched and heard everything through the special contacts the two wore as they entered with drug ready to go. The noise was that of a normal pub, at least that was the appearance when the strangers entered. Had it been on locals, talks of freeing Ireland through a violent manner would've consumed everyone.
Maggie was having a heated argument with five men who were calling her a traitor. A crowd encircled her as she denied the charges with ferocity.
Donna's men tried to push through the crowd, but couldn't get through. Maggie screamed out before falling silent. Neither could get to her. Their target was going to die by the hands of the IRA faction she used to be loyal to. They gave no chance for her to deny the accusation.
To the IRA factions, it didn't matter if there was evidence of betrayal. All the mattered to them was the perception betrayal had occurred.
William gave the order to pull out, which they did without saying a word. Other than be blocked, they raised no alarms by anyone. To the untrained ear, it was nothing more than a heated argument of patrons who had a little too much to drink. All of Donna's people, in the bar and watching on the screen, heard the muffled screams.
Within a minute, the trace within her stopped transmitting. Maggie was dead and no one would ever know Donna's people had even known she existed. Whoever had been watching over her knew the truth that her own past had caught up to her.
The two got in their car and left without looking suspicious. Their mission, although preferably alive and captured, was complete. Maggie was never going to broadcast anything.
Whoever turned her had been set back temporarily, which bought them time. Even more so with Simeon having disappeared. He was an excellent recruiter and spy, which would make him difficult to replace.
Simeon had been kept alive and mostly unchained in the room. He'd sit where needed and allow them to bind him without a fight. He was always looking for his chance, which he never found.
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