Special Deliverance by Unknown

Author:Unknown
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781910859919
Publisher: Canelo Books
Published: 2018-02-05T00:00:00+00:00

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Andy told Strobie over breakfast, answering a comment about Harry Cloudsley and others like him, ‘They don’t think of themselves as special. The SB squadron’s just one of several things a Marine can go in for if he’s up to it. They have their own helicopter pilots, for instance, and a landing craft company. And an outfit they call MAW — stands for Mountain and Arctic Warfare.’

‘They seemed special enough to me.’ Strobie poured coffee. ‘How did you come to get mixed up with them?’

‘Through a girlfriend.’ Andy realised as he said it that he hadn’t been thinking much about Lisa lately. ‘Her father’s in the Navy — captain of a ship in the Task Force, as it happens. I’d met him through his daughter, and he told someone he knew this guy who knew the country. Next thing was, I had this phone call. But you’re right, they impress me too.’

‘What’s the difference between them and the SAS?’

‘Plenty. For one thing, the SBS specialise in beaches and harbours and underwater action. Aquatic operations generally. They’re parachutists too, of course. The SAS is a much bigger concern, isn’t it? It has the whole Army to draw on, it’s a regiment.’ He put down his knife and fork. ‘That was great… Tom, what does Francisca do with herself all day, when she’s on her own at the estancia?’

‘Takes a hand running the place. Gets around a bit on horseback, sees to this and that.’ Strobie shrugged. ‘When she’s here.’

‘And you don’t know whether she is now?’

‘No way I would, unless she came to see me.’

‘You don’t ever call there? Or call up on the radio?’

‘What for? Cosy chat to your brother — or bloody Huyez?’ The question had annoyed him. ‘If she was there she’d either ride over or she wouldn’t. If for her own reasons — as I explained — she’s staying away, that’s her own business, isn’t it?’

‘Wouldn’t your people here — Torres, for instance — get to know when she comes or goes?’

‘They may do.’ Strobie gulped down the last of his coffee. ‘But they’d have no reason to talk to me about it.’ He pushed back his chair, reached for his stick. ‘Listen, now. I’ll be down in the south paddocks all day. I’m taking the pickup, and I could be late back. Help yourself to whatever you want — food, or Scotch. You may find something worth reading in those shelves. But stay out of sight, eh?’

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