Scenic drawings by the author

Two Royal Navy officers walked up the steep access road to the radio station of St. Angelo. The young Maltese Steward Ugo Farruga followed hard on their tracks. St. Angelo’s Commander Patrick Harrington was in an exceptionally good mood this sunny morning.
“Where did you put that Indian lad? What did they say again we should do with him – keep him here in the fort for four years? I really don’t hope so." ...

"Harrington looked out through a fogged window at the chimneys and badly hit crow’s nests of H.M.S. Agamemnon looming behind the fort’s southwestern wall. He turned to the signaler on duty, who had walked towards the two officers and stood at attention." ...

(from pages 11 & 15 of the paper book)

"The noise changed pitch as if a truck had engaged a lower gear. Abdul jumped up to look over the rock they had slept behind, protecting them against the gusts of wind. The sight on the road confused and terrified him. A vehicle came around the bend. He thought he was still dreaming and a nightmarish Rolls Royce approached. The brownish vehicle was covered with riveted steel plates and the passenger compartment was replaced by a turret equipped with a machine gun growing out of it like a bug’s antenna. Where the windscreen should have been a narrow observation slit was cut into the metal. "  ...

(page 45)