A suspected gang leader was shot dead at a UK airport in a brazen ambush, sources confirm. The victim, known to police for organised crime links, was met by an assassin disguised as a florist. The killer handed over a bouquet, then drew a weapon and fired multiple shots. The suspect fled the scene, leaving the flowers scattered on the tarmac.
This is not a random act. This is a message. A choreographed hit in a high-security zone. Someone wanted this man dead, and they wanted it public.
The murder has rattled Whitehall. Counter-terrorism officers are on the scene, but early briefings suggest this is gangland, not jihad. The Home Office is in crisis talks. Questions are being asked about how a known figure was allowed to travel, and how a gun got past airport security.
The victim was due to fly out on a private charter. His associates are lawyering up. Police expect reprisals.
This is the raw, ugly reality of the drug wars that have been simmering on our streets. The violence has now reached the runway. The government will be under pressure to explain itself. The opposition will call for heads to roll.
We are hearing whispers of a power struggle within a major crime syndicate. The dead man was believed to be consolidating control. Someone disagreed. Brutally.
More details are emerging. The killer was smartly dressed. Blended in. The bouquet was a grand gesture, a signature of sorts. Police are checking CCTV, but the assassin likely had a clean exit plan.
This story is far from over. The fallout will be felt in parliament, in the police, and on the streets. Keep your contacts close. This is Eleanor Rigby, Political Bureau Chief, signing off.
