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contact.’
    Frederick nodded. ‘No
one else has been to see you?’
    ‘Sir William Ingles
was here yesterday with another man who was interested in my story, but that’s
about all, except for family and friends, and now you.’
    Frederick smiled and
then reached for his trilby. ‘Well I think that’s about all for now Mr Jones,
you have been an enormous help to us.’
    Jones escorted
Frederick out of the untidy living room. Fletcher was stood to attention
outside the front door. A few neighbours had appeared and looked on chattering
to each other as the two strangers said their goodbyes.
    ‘You know I think I
will join you for that drink after all Group Captain, say seven this evening.’
Frederick offered.
    ‘That would be fine,
I’m going to head back to RAF Yeadon and write that report you requested. I
will be back later this afternoon if that’s alright with you Professor.’
    Frederick nodded.
‘Yes, I have things to do this afternoon anyway.’
    Both men parted company,
Fletcher jumped into the car and sped off while Frederick headed into the hotel
to look for a telephone.
    ‘European you say.’
Malcolm Chambers expressed his puzzlement. ‘I can assure you Ralph that you’re
the first people the Air Ministry have sent to interview this man.’
    ‘Obviously someone
picked up Jones’ story by way of the newspapers, but why they would pose as
ministry officials is beyond me.’ Frederick explained. ‘And then there’s the
American newspaper men.’
    ‘It does add depth to
this investigation. I’ll have a word with Morris Stanford later on today and
ask him to try and throw some light on the subject. In the meantime Ralph I
want you to pop in on Sir William Ingles and find out about the man he was with
yesterday talking to Jones. It’s important we find out who else has been taking
an interest in Jones and his flying saucer story. What’s your initial
assessment of the situation?’
    Frederick drew a deep
breath. ‘He sounds sincere but I’m nowhere near being convinced that his wife
was whisked away by Martians. The police report states that they searched the
area where she vanished thoroughly and could find no trace of foul play. I
think she just buggered off, judging by the state of their house I don’t blame
her.’
    ‘Ok, the committee’s
first meeting is on Monday so we’ll discuss this matter further. Hopefully
Morris might have something on the Yanks and our so called European friends.
Good luck with Sir Ingles.’

 
    Chapter 5
     
    Ripley Castle –
2:33pm
    Frederick stared at
the large wooden oak door of Ripley castle. An unusual marking caught his eye
as he grabbed the large door knocker. A three armed spiral pattern made up of
individual circles was etched onto the door several inches above the knocker.
After a short while the door was answered by a tall thin man who led Frederick
through to a large sitting room.
    Sir William Ingles
stood to greet Frederick shaking his hand vigorously. ‘Professor Frederick I
presume from the Air Ministry, I am honoured.’ Ingles seemed over friendly and
reminded Frederick of a character straight out of a historical novel he was
currently reading. Portraits of long dead ancestors hung on the walls of the
sitting room. One picture above the fireplace dominated the room. A man wearing
a white vest with a red cross stared out from the canvas. ‘So what is it that
brings Cambridge’s finest to my humble dwelling?’
    ‘I’m here looking
into the alleged flying saucer kidnapping of Mrs Edith Jones.’
    ‘Really, I didn’t
think the scientific world took the matter of flying saucers seriously.’
    ‘We don’t, but we are
open minded, and besides this is more of an Air Ministry enquiry. I understand
Mr Jones works for you?’
    Ingles nodded ‘He’s
my game keeper’s clerk a most efficient young man, we’re all missing him
terribly at the moment.’
    Frederick sipped from
a tea cup a butler had brought in moments earlier. ‘Mr Jones said you