”All was quiet as we learned our places. We assembled after a couple of practice runs to go to the dining hall for a banquet. I remembered that we w...uld toast the couple at the dinner. We were seated. Jam was next to me. Charles was next to his son on one side and me on the other.We were served. He noticed the pistols that Jam and I were wearing. “Jar, are you ready for trouble?”“Yes, Sir. Berthold figures there is a low likelihood but he believes in being prepared. It’s good.” He nodded.It. The rain continued to fall heavily. He blessed Maurice, or, he suspected Paula more likely, for organising the flat for him and providing a full fridge to welcome him home after nearly four months away, thus saving him getting drenched searching for supplies in local shops on a Sunday.He settled into an armchair and as he revelled in the comfort of the heated flat, relieved the ordeal was over. His thoughts ran over the previous four months.Had his work been a success? What had been gained? He. After a night like that, and faced with a heavy schedule planned for the next day, World War III couldn’t wake her as a rule, no matter how much she’d intended to get out of bed and get a move on. But for some unknown reason, the comparatively quiet ring-tone of her cell phone could wake her from the sleep of the dead. It had saved her from sleeping through her day many times. Today, it almost killed her. Her eyes snapped open and she sat up instantly – slamming her forehead straight into the. Dinner was just that, dinner. I do admit that I’m curious as I’ve never met you personally and you do sound like an interesting person.’ Again, this man puzzled Jana. She had expected him to go into a rage and or slam the phone down. His steady polite voice and easy manner did not fit her image of the man she had only seen in pictures. He was older than she was by a few years if the pictures she had seen were current. They showed a tall burley man with a neutral expression wearing an old beat.