by Dick Hardman
The runt pulled a knife and slashed him across his belly. It was not a deep cut, but Herman released the man and tried to staunch the gush of blood with his hands. The assailant vanished out the entrance of the fort and made for the parked staff car.
The tide was full and the causeway was awash with the large waves breaking over it. The Alderney spy, Raven, had to make his escape that way, it was the only choice he had. Once across the causeway, he knew he would stand a chance of escape and staying alive.
The car started; the cook and guards chased after the accelerating vehicle, but they were seconds too late.
The runt had some clue as to the edges of the causeway by the way the water broke up as it washed over. However, he could not know was how deep it was, or understand the power of the waves.
With the great engine revving hard in bottom gear, the car ploughed through the sea. The water came up to the hubcaps and he was now half way across. Everyone watching knew the bastard had got away and rushed back inside to phone ahead to warn the patrols.
The runt could no longer see through the windscreen, even with the wipers at full speed so he wound down the side window and drove with his head sticking out.
A massive wave broke ahead of him and the heavy vehicle came to a shuddering stop, a combination of skidding and waterlogged brakes. Time was against him. By now the patrols would be alerted and would soon be closing in from every direction. Should he abandon the car and make a run for it? Should he wait for the wave action to subside and then plough on?
At some point, he would have to enter the sea and swim into a cave at the base of the towering, unclimbable cliff. He had done it before, following the last radio transmission when Klein and his team left Alderney to start their mission. But on that occasion, he was not seriously wounded.
As he weighed his chances, the fickle ocean swept the car off the causeway and out to sea. It disappeared from view, sinking out of sight within seconds.
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The occupants of the fort, and the patrols at the other end of the causeway could see no sign either of the car or the runt. Assuming the cook’s assistant had swum for the cliff, boats were called for and every inch along the base was searched thoroughly. From there the island was combed, twice, but Raven had vanished completely.
The end.
Kind regards and thank you for reading.
I hope you enjoyed reading this story and I would be honoured if you mention it to friends and on social web sites.
A positive review on Amazon and where you bought this book would also help enormously.
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Other books by Dick Hardman
Extinction Event (Book 1) a Max & Carla adventure thriller
Fire Ice (Book 2) another Max & Carla adventure thriller
Fugitive (Book 3) the final Max & Carla adventure thriller
Love is the death of me (this book) a WW2 spy/romance thriller
Bent Penny .(Book 1) A DS Penny Britain crime thriller series
Girl on a string (Book 2) A DS Penny Britain crime thriller series
Unlawful Death (Book 3 of DS Penny Britain series)
Secret Cargo an adventure thriller
Alderney Ghosts
Contact me on [email protected]
Yours sincerely
Dick Hardman
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Hitler’s secret weapon found!
World War 2 Spies, secret weapons and a twist of fate exposed as hoarder dies.
Carla Day reporter
Posted: 12/09/2015 08:42 AM EDT | Edited: 12/09/2015 12:12 PM EDT
The recent death of Fred Fillmore 4 weeks ago revealed a dreadful secret, one that could have won the war for Hitler.
Jane Fillmore, his daughter, was clearing out her eccentric father’s east London garage and discovered German munitions and several small metal boxes, amongst many other items he had horded away over the years. Believing the dark matt grey boxes were German spy transmitters, she tried to sell them to Ronald Faulkner an electronics expert, and collector of German radios. He admitted he had seen nothing like them before. It was a technology, way beyond that achievable at the time, or so he believed. He concluded that the high powered, very high frequency transmitter was actually a beacon.
All photographs, the beacons, a fabric pouch of small hand tools, some made of glass, and the munitions found with them, were confiscated by the security forces. However Mr. Faulkner was able to describe the devices.
They were 17.5 cm in length, width and height and had 3 small neon bulb indicators. There were also 3 small holes in the case to make tuning adjustment on the outside, using the tools in the pouch. Inside were 3 glass plates with lacquered silver foil conductors adhering to them. In his opinion, this form of fabrication was probably the only way Germany could make such an advanced transmitter work reliably. There were small thermionic valves and other glass encapsulated components screwed in place on the conductors.
He was unable to power the device to test it, because it was fitted with an explosive charge. He believed that once the device was powered, any tampering would cause it to explode. In fact a booby trap, in case a planted beacon should be discovered. The detonation was intended to destroy any identifiable circuit or components, rather than kill.
Jane remembered the exciting stories Fred used to tell her, about secret agents and spies during WW2. The hero of the tales was a British man called Sundown. A spy working for the Germans. At the time, she believed they were just stories he made up from an over active imagination, but what if they were based on fact? Sadly, we will never know for sure. All his stories, and the truth, died with him, or so we thought.
Two days ago Jane received a letter of condolence from Dick Hardman, an author who had visited Fred many times, before he died. The author found Fred’s stories intriguing and recorded them. He mentioned in the letter that he has recently completed a fascinating World War 2 spy thriller, based on Fred’s stories, called Love is the death of me, which may explain this disturbing mystery. The book will be published very soon.
I can hardly wait to read this book and discover what Fred knew.
What part did this beacon play in Hitler’s plans?
Why all the secrecy from the security forces about this unique discovery?
What was it that changed the course of history?