THE GREEN KING (part 72)
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The Candlesticks
of Bogota
‘Three minutes.
We’re running late…’
Lazarus sounded
amused. Harmond, his hand on the gearshift, ready to pull away at a second’s
notice, glanced at him quickly. Then, in the rear-view mirror, he looked at him
quickly. Then, in the rear-view mirror, he looked at the thin, blank face of
the other man. He remembers how amazed he was by their absolute calm, and by
the disparity, on all counts, of this team: one, short and stocky, already old;
the other one, very young and very tall, with pale eyes lost in a dream.
‘Watch out..’
The warning,
uttered in a surprisingly quite tone by Lazarus, came one second before two
events that were to upset all the plans. One was the appearance of two half
tracks, one hundred yards to their right, on the road to Nazareth; right after,
from inside the station, a scream, the sounding of an alarm, gunshots. After
that, everything happened quickly, as always. Harmond’s orders had been very
clear: in the event of a serious incident, he was to retreat immediately, and
leave. He shifted into reverse, preparing to turn around.
‘Wait.’
Lazarus’s hairy
paw came down on his wrist.
‘Listen,
ducky,’ he said, smiling. ‘The half-tracks are going to block their way. They
won’t even be able to leave.’
And right then
the two armoured vehicles suddenly accelerated and took up positions at the
entrance to the stations, where shooting had reached a peak. Harmond saw one of
the false Arabs run out of the building, but he was stopped short by a burst of
gunfire.
‘Completely
blocked,’ said Lazarus, smiling even more now.’ Reb? Are you coming with me,
kid?’
‘I didn’t have
the slightest idea what they were going to do,’ Harmond said later. ‘Even if I
had, I’m not sure that I would have had the courage to go with them. But they
were both extraordinary calm. It was only later that I understood that they
were, in a way, trying to outdo each other. And that they were crazy.’
TO BE CONTINUED
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