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27: TELLY

'I couldn't see much detail,' I said. 'There wasn't time. But it looked like a Stinger Mark IV. It was obviously hand-held and obviously a heat-seeker. He wouldn't have missed.'

Cone gave me a glance and switched off the recorder. 'That'll be enough for today. I don't want to tire you.'

'I'm still thirsty, that's all.'

He went over to the telephone and asked them to send some more tea up. I'd slept most of the day, not exactly sleep, you couldn't call it that, just a whole string of nightmares, running through falling buildings, planes blowing up, his white face and his arms tied to the chair, after-shock, I suppose, working itself out.

I got off the bed and went across to the window. The Wall rose against the night, an expanse of floodlit concrete, impregnable. One would have said, impregnable.

'You shouldn't be walking on that ankle,' Cone said.

When the tea came he looked at his watch and turned on the television and played with the local channels.

What he called a natural corollary to the summit conference in the United States. Mr Gorbachev made a point of stressing that his visit to East Berlin carries no special political significance, but is simply to enable the General-Secretary to discuss with President Honecker the issues raised between himself and President Reagan.,

'I fear he doth protest too much,' I said.

'Right. Blown his cover.'

Cone looked at his watch again and switched channels until he got the scene in the park. Cat Baxter, her mass of blonde hair framing her small kittenish face, her silver sweater and skirt shimmering under the fierce intensity of the spotlights, waving as the crowd gave her a standing ovation. Waving but glancing at the sky repeatedly, the dazzling smile fixed, frozen.

'Going crazy about her,' Cone said. 'Does her kind of stuff do anything for you?'

'I quite like it. I've got some of her tapes in the car.'

We watched for a bit and then the phone rang and Cone went across to it and listened briefly and thanked the caller and rang off and came over to where I was standing.

'Bombers airborne,' he said.

The End