Had he not caught Gray’s eye at Buckingham Palace, he would have gone to Greece. But Gray needed Catling’s help in Malaya’s intelligence unit and wouldn’t take no for an answer. “You’re coming with me!” Gray barked to his old comrade, and by August 1948, the two men and scores of others fresh out of the crucible that was Palestine’s final months were on planes to the Malay Peninsula where familiar tactics and heated emotions would be redeployed against a new enemy.[84]
