Mike Dixon

„You said there were guns?‟
„Yes.‟
„What sort of guns?‟
Noelene gave a description of the weapons and Janet supplied
names for them. They meant little to David. He had no
interest in guns. From the excited look on Janet‟s face and
grunts of alarm from Humphrey, he gathered that a deadly
arsenal had been delivered.
„Where are they?‟ Janet asked.
„In the blockhouse back at the farm. It‟s got a steel door.
You need the combination to open it.‟
„Who‟s got that?‟
„The big bastard who locked it.‟
„Then we‟ll get it from him,‟ Janet fingered her gun. „We‟ll
ambush the bastard and force him to give it up.‟
An expression of pure alarm developed on Humphrey‟s
face. „Our objective is to get David back to Canberra, not to
extend ourselves at the operational level.‟
„Humphles!‟
Janet pointed to the puddles outside.
„We had enough trouble getting here. There‟s no way
we‟re going to get back. The important thing is to get to
those guns.‟
„Prudence tells me we should adopt a passive role.‟
„Who‟s bloody Prudence and what‟s she got to do with it?‟
Janet rounded on him. „We‟ve got to take the initiative …‟
David listened to the exchange. He was prepared to believe
that Humphrey and Janet were somehow connected
with the police. For a while he‟d thought that Humphrey was
Janet‟s boss but he‟d banished that thought from his mind.
„They‟ve been panicked, Humphles. They‟re preparing to
pull out. We‟ve got to do something before they get away.‟
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