"James Herbert - The Survivor" - читать интересную книгу автора (Herbert James)

The policeman looked relieved. 'Right then, I'll see what I can do.'

Keller watched him walk across the field. He stopped and turned when he was
only forty yards away. 'Oh, what name shall I say?' he called back.

'Keller. David Keller.'

The policeman stood still for a few seconds, as though rooted to the spot. Keller
could see the puzzled look on his face. He turned and resumed his journey across
the field, his rubber boots squelching in the mud. When he reached a group of
figures crouching by the broken and emptied shell of the aircraft, he bent down to
speak to one of them. Five faces turned and looked back at Keller. One of the
figures stood up and broke away from the group, plodding quickly towards him,
giving a brief wave of his hand. The policeman followed five paces behind.

'Dave! What the hell are you doing here?'

Tewson was smiling, but it was a slightly nervous smile. His handshake was warm

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enough though.

'I want to talk to you, Harry,' Keller said.

'Of course, Dave. But you shouldn't be here, you know. I thought you were on
leave?' He removed his glasses and began to polish them with a rumpled
handkerchief, his eyes still peering intently into Keller's face.

Keller grinned wryly at him. 'I am - officially. Unofficially, I've been laid off.'

'What? Well, I'm sure it's not for long; you know how soon they like to get you lot
back into the air after this sort of nasty experience.'

They've already tried, Harry. It was no good.'

Well they tried too bloody soon then.'

'No. It was me. I insisted.'

'But after what you've been through it's bound to take a bit of time before your
nerves settle down."

'It wasn't nerves, Harry. It was me - I just couldn't fly. I couldn't think straight.' .
'It's the shock, Dave. It'll wear off.'

Keller shrugged. 'Can we talk?'