Mike Dixon

David guessed Kim was the pilot.
„You‟re saying Daryl and the pilot were in the plane?‟
„That‟s right!‟
„So. Who was firing at them?‟
„The big bastard! Who do you think? He went crazy when
he found what they were doing. He‟s got guns and hand grenades
- like in the army.‟
„How do you know?‟
She wasn‟t listening.
„He‟s out to kill us, David. Get up behind me. We gotta get
out of here. I‟ve enough fuel to get us to Hells Gate. We can
phone the police from there.‟
„The police are on their way,‟ David said quietly.
Noelene looked at him with a mixture of incredulity and
amazement.
„I knew there was something special about you.‟
She lent out and kissed him. David wondered why older
women found him attractive while younger women spurned
his advances. He held her hand and she began to calm down
- but it didn‟t last.
„Get up behind me!‟
She yanked at his arm.
The bastard will kill us if he gets a chance.‟
„He‟s got to find us first,‟ David said calmly. „And that won‟t
be easy unless we do something stupid.‟ He glanced at his
watch. „In a couple of hours the police will be here. We‟ll go
out and meet them.‟
eadlights pierced the blinding rain. David squatted
H on his haunches and watched them speed towards
him. He was soaking wet and feeling cold. Noelene was a
hundred yards up the road, strategically placed to check out
any approaching vehicle and warn him if it was the Volvo.
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