The Eiger Sanction by Trevanian

Author:Trevanian [Trevanian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781400098026
Published: 2011-12-06T17:56:50+00:00

Ben was grumpy and incommunicative throughout supper, but he manfully put away quantities of food and beer. Jonathan made no attempts at conversation, and often his attention strayed from the food and focused on an indeterminate point in space. At length he spoke without breaking his vacant stare. “Anything from your switchboard operator?”

Ben shook his head. “Neither of them has tried to call out, if that’s what you mean. No telegrams. Nothing.”

Jonathan nodded. “Good. Whatever you do, Ben, don’t let them make contact with the outside.”

“I’d sure give my front seat in hell to know what’s going on around here.”

Jonathan looked at him for a long moment, then asked, “Can I borrow your Land-Rover tomorrow?”

“Sure. Where you going?”

Jonathan ignored the question. “Do me a favor, will you? Have one of your people fill it up and put two extra jerry cans of gas and one of water in the back.”

“This has something to do with this Mellough character?”

“Yes.”

Ben was moodily silent for a time. “All right, Jon. Whatever you need.”

“Thanks.”

“You don’t have to thank me for helping you put your ass in a sling.”

“You know that shotgun we talked about yesterday? Will you load it and have it put in the Rover too?”

“Whatever you say.” Ben’s voice was grim.

Unable to sleep, Jonathan sat up in bed late into the night, working turgidly on the Lautrec article that had been the sponge of his free time for almost a month. George’s scratching knock presented an excuse to abandon the arid labor. As usual, she was wearing jeans and a denim shirt, its collar turned up under her long black hair, the three top buttons undone, and her unbound breasts tugging the shirt up from the jeans in taut folds.

“How are you this evening, George?”

She sat on the edge of^ his bed and regarded him blandly with her large, dark eyes.

“Did you watch Ben and me make that climb today? Wasn’t that something?” He paused, then responded for her. “Yes, that was something.”

She slipped off her shoes then stood to unbutton and unzip her jeans with the brisk movements of a person with business to attend to.

“It looks as though I’ll be leaving tomorrow or the day after. In some ways, George, I’ll miss you.”

With a clapper action of her bottom, she forced the jeans over her hips.

“No one can say that you’ve cluttered up our relationship with sticky sentiment or unnecessary chatter, and I appreciate that.”

She stood for a second, the tails of her shirt brushing her olive thighs, then she began unbuttoning it, her placid eyes never leaving his.

“I have an idea, George. Why don’t we give up this banal chatter and make love?” He barely had time to get his notes off the bed and turn off the light before she was tangled up amongst his limbs.

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