After three thugs accidentally release a ten million year old monster, it begins to eat the population of London. If that's not bad enough the Prime Minister cannot tell anyone. He enlists the services of a disgraced scientist whose only ally is someone he hates and cannot trust.
Now even the Prime Minister cannot block the news from the media - or can he?
From the centre of the mercifully deserted bridge, the fire from the downed airliner was easier to see. Even though he didn’t want to linger there, Hendry was drawn to the unearthly glow. Although clearly not the green miasma from the Cryptid it was just as morbidly fascinating. From the west reaching what seemed hundreds of feet into the air, the pulsating orange glow suffused the horizon. The brightest part seemed to be in the direction of Hounslow. Perhaps even Heathrow itself had already been damaged or destroyed.