Jack looked at his watch, the hands glowed with a soft pale green, “ten minutes late” he said looking up at David.
“Don’t worry so much Jack, you’ll give your self an ulcer”
Jack looked through the gloom at David, who lit another cigarette.
“If there not here in another two minutes we’ve got to go”
This time it was David who looked at Jack.
“How many times have we done this?”
Jack was silent, his overcoat swaying with the breeze.
“Exactly”
There was a low rumble gathering on the horizon; the twin radial engines of the Lockheed Electra echoed in the dawn.
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