SYNOPSIS: Masters [bad word] to Kale's flat, tie has just looked at Coke careful I v and realised who he is. He has pulled out an automatic pistol.
When Masters pulled out the automatic, Kate was standing between him and Coke. She could see that he was almost hysterical and was probably going to shoot.
"It's you! Coke!" he burst out and came nearer. Kate was standing in his way now and he put out a hand to push her away. Coke could hardly believe his eyes. One moment Masters was pointing a pistol at him and the next he was lying on the floor, gasping for breath. Kate had thrown him over her shoulder. "I once played a policewoman in a film and I had to learn some judo," she said rather casually and looked down at Masters. Coke did not simply stare in surprise, he gaped at her. Then he picked up the automatic that Masters had dropped and gaped again.
Masters groaned. He, too. could hardly believe what had happened. It all seemed incredible. He shook his head. He decided that it was probably all a nightmare, a horrible dream. He was sure that he was going to wake up at any moment, safe in his own bed. He blinked his eyes several times, hoping that Kate and Coke were somehow going to disappear. He blinked again, but when he opened his eyes, they were still there.
"And now that you're here, perhaps you wouldn't mind answering some questions," Coke said. Masters groaned again. "Questions? What questions?" he mumbled. He was still in a daze. "I want you to tell me everything that happened that evening you sent me to Epping Forest," Coke said in a low voice. Masters now realised that it was not a dream. For a moment he thought he was going to be sick.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Masters answered.
4T think you do," Coke said.
"You can't make me tell you anything!" Masters waited to see what
Coke was going to do next. He could not take his eyes off the automatic
in Coke's hands.
4TI1 give you five seconds to begin answering my questions. Then I'll
shoot," was all Coke said.
"You couldn't shoot me like that, in cold blood!"
"Couldn't I?" Coke answered, and pulled back the safety-catch. The
pistol was now ready to fire. Then he began counting.