Mike Dixon

e cast out to sea then he slumped in submission.
Janet took something from his pocket.
„I‟ve got it, Humph!‟
She arrived back soaking.
„It‟s in here,‟ Janet opened a leather wallet. „The stupid
bastard couldn‟t remember the code so he wrote it down.‟
The contents of the wallet were emptied on the control
desk. Plastic cards, bank notes, soggy bits of paper and a
betting slip. Janet picked it up and read a number. Humph-
rey entered it and the system flashed into life. Within seconds
he was talking to someone.
David heard a man‟s voice.
„We have a flight in the air. How‟s the weather with you?‟
„Ground conditions are adequate,‟ Humphrey said. „David
and Anne Paget are safe and standing beside me. We have
taken three male persons into custody. A forth member of
their group is dead. I am unaware of any other hostile forces
in our vicinity.‟
„Message received and understood. Prepare to be evacu-
ated within next forty minutes.‟
Humphrey turned to the old Dutchman. „Are you ready to
come with us?‟
The old fellow looked towards his dog. „Can he come too?‟
„Of course.‟
Humphrey turned to Janet. „Are you ready, Ms Pulnitz?‟
„Ready, Sir!‟
„Haven‟t you forgotten something, Ms Pulnitz?‟
„What might I have forgotten, Sir?‟
„One of our captives needs to be got out of a tree.‟
Janet pulled a face and fidgeted.
„They won‟t go without him, Ms Pulnitz.‟
„No, Sir.‟
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