‘Don’t you know any other tunes?’ Schaffer asked irritably. He shivered in the icy blast from the smashed front window, and sat on the floor to get what little shelter he could. ‘Give me a call when you require my services. A mile from now, I’d say.’ ‘What do you mean, a mile from now?’ ‘The barrack gates. That guy in the command car had a radio phone.’ ‘He had, had he?’ Smith spared him a brief glance. ‘Why didn’t you shoot him?’ ‘I’m a changed man, boss.’ Schaffer sighed. ‘Something splendid has just come into my life.’ ‘Besides, you didn’t have a chance.’ ‘Besides, as you say, I didn’t have
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