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right, we haven't broken an) hunting laws.'
    Graham looked out across the lake. 'One of the reason I came to live out here was because of its seclusion. Hard! anybody comes around these parts. I could kill you botl dump your bodies in the jeep, and drive it into the laki
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    Your bodies would never be found. And if you don't think I'd do it, call my bluff.'
    Ray shook his head nervously. 'We ain't doubtin' you'd do it, mister. If it's money you want -- ' Take off your boots!'
    The two men exchanged glances, then untied their boots and kicked them off. Graham threw them as far as he could into the lake, then shot out the jeep's back tyres. : 'What the hell are you doing?' Sam shouted, his eyes 'fixed on the deflated tyres. 'We're only carrying one spare.' ; 'The nearest town's Burlington. It's about five miles ifrom here. Ask for Charlie, he'll sell you a tyre, if you pay shim enough.'
    | 'How we supposed to get there?' Ray wailed, staring [at his stockinged feet.
    'If you run you should make it by mid-afternoon.' raham pointed east. 'It's in that direction.' 'We'll cut our feet to pieces,' Sam said, looking around n desperation. 'There's nothing but forest for miles.' 'Yeah, deer country.'
    Graham shouldered his Mil and disappeared back to the undergrowth, deaf to the shouted pleas of the n behind him. It took him twenty minutes to get back his cabin and as he neared the door he could hear his r in the bedroom. He hurried inside and switched :. The telephone beside the bed started to ring. He sat the edge of the bed and picked up the receiver. 'Mike?' 'Speaking.'
    'It's Sarah, from Llewelyn and Lee.' '1913204,' Graham quoted his UNACO ID number. 'Finally,' she said, the relief evident in her voice. 'I've trying to get hold of you for the past two hours. Isn't r bleeper working?'
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    'I guess not,' Graham replied, turning it around in his j hand.
    'Bring it in, I'll order a replacement from the Test! Centre. Colonel Philpott wants to speak to you urgently.! Oh, Mr Kolchinsky's just come in. He wants to speak to| you.'
    'Michael, what's going on down there?' Kolchinsk barked down the line. 'Why haven't you been answerit your bleeper?'
    'It must be acting up,' Graham replied dismissively 'What's the big panic?'
    'You're on a Code Red standby. Nash has been waitir for you at the Burlington airstrip for the last hour. Pac some summer clothes, the Mediterranean can be we warm at this time of year.'
    'You've whetted my interest already.'
    'And don't forget to bring your bleeper with you. Wl can't have you running around with a faulty one, can we!) ,'j Kolchinsky's sarcasm wasn't lost on him. He smiled I 1 ;; himself, then replaced the receiver and crossed to j j cupboard to find his suitcase.
    Sabrina found a space for her champagne-colour Mercedes-Benz 500 SEC in the parking bay next to United Nations Headquarters, then crossed to the retariat Building where she produced a pass to gain I entry into the main foyer. The pass identified her as interpreter based at the General Assembly, the perf^ cover considering her degree in Romance languages her subsequent postgraduate work at the Sorbonne.
    She took the lift to the twenty-second floor, then walk to an unmarked door at the end of the corrid and punched a code into the numerical bellpush on'
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    adjacent wall. The door opened on to a small, neatly furnished office. Three of the walls were covered with cream-coloured wallpaper. The fourth wall was constructed of rows of teak slats, incorporated into which were two seamless sliding doors which could only be opened by miniature sonic transmitters. The door on the right led into the soundproofed UNACO Command Centre where teams of analysts, using the latest in high tech equipment, worked around the clock to keep abreast of the ever-changing developments in world affairs. The door on the left led into Philpott's office and could only fee opened by him.
    Sarah Thomas looked up from her typewriter and
    smiled at Sabrina. She was an