‘Hello, Mr President,’ said the pilot. ‘All good?’ ‘Shut up,’ said Aleko. ‘How could you be so stupid as to let the correspondent return after he saw what he saw?’ The pilot had already had a suspicion that today would not end well. But what could he do? ‘What could I do?’ he said. ‘For starters, you could have made sure to crash into the ocean,’ said Aleko. ‘Or at least shove your passenger out at an altitude of fifteen hundred metres. Anything but this!’
