Storm Warning (1976) by Higgins Jack

Author:Higgins, Jack [Jack, Higgins,]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2011-03-16T14:28:00+00:00

Chapter Eight.

Fisher moved out of the parcels' office with Carver hobbling at his heels and paused outside the waiting room. "Goddamn you, Carver, I'll have you for this."

Hardisty and Wright came around the corner on the run. "He hasn't gone through the barrier, that's definite, sir," Hardisty said. "Two redcaps on duty there. They're putting the word out now."

"Go through that damned luggage room again," Fisher ordered. "He's got to be here somewhere. Nowhere he could go, not in the time."

The two leading seamen went off. Carver said bitterly, "When I get my hands on that German bastard I'll..."

"Oh, shut up, for God's sake, and let me think," Fisher said.

There was the shrill blast of a whistle; the guard's flag fluttered. A sudden hiss of steam and the train started to ease forward. One or two sailors leaned out of carriage windows to see what the fuss was about, but most of the passengers on board were still hardly stirring.

"I mean, where in the hell could he have gone?" Fisher demanded, and then, as realization dawned, he almost choked. 'The train, Chief!" he shouted. "He must have got back on the train. It's the only possible explanation."

It was already moving fast, but there was still time, and he jumped for the open door of the guard's van as it passed, turning to pull Carver up behind him. Hardisty and Wright, running along the platform to join them, were too late.

"Here, what's going?" the guard demanded.

Fisher ignored him, drew his revolver, and turned to Carver. "All right, Chief, let's rout him out," he said.

Janet Munro's travel voucher being marked top priority, the sleeping car steward served her first that morning, a good English breakfast of bacon, scrambled egg, marmalade, toast, and tea.

Jago could hardly believe his eyes. "Did I say there was a war on?"

"Not for people with my influence, darling."

"I certainly joined the right ship this time."

He sat down on the other side of the small table that the steward had pulled up from under the window. Janet poured the tea.

"You know, I've actually managed to acquire a taste for this stuff," Jago said.

There was a knock at the door. Janet, who was nearest, reached to open it. Fisher moved in, revolver in his right hand, Carver behind him.

"What in the hell is going on?" Jago demanded.

"He gave Carver the slip back there in the station, sir," Fisher told him. "Asked to go to the lavatory ..."

"Save it for your court-martial, Lieutenant," Jago said brutally. "Just tell me one thing." He turned to Carver. "Did you unlock his handcuffs?"

Carver licked his lips nervously. "Just one, sir. I mean, he wanted . .."

"I can't believe it." Jago exploded. "One chance--any chance--that's all a guy like that needs." He turned away, white with anger. "So, he's on the train, is that what you're saying?"

"I think so, sir." Fisher hesitated and then added awkwardly, "I mean, there wasn't anywhere else for him to go. There wasn't time."

"You think so?" Jago said. "All right

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