condensed master

Will Bonner
The Inspector floundered, stuttering. "We must have approval from the
Embassy."
"Bugger the Embassy!" Bowles shouted, and lifting his head above the crowd
surrounding the door he called, "Brampton, go and get the British Military Police
Commander!"
"No, no, don't do that!" the Inspector interjected, "we'll release him now," and
stepping through the doorway towards Will the Inspector put his hand on his
shoulder to guide him out.
"Take your hands off that man," Bowles ordered, "he's had enough abuse, and
bring a stretcher!" The Inspector spoke frantically in Arabic and a stretcher
appeared. Will could see Wes approaching the door. At the sight of Will's
appearance he stopped in his tracks.
"My God, what have they done to you?" Then in the next instance his concern
turned to anger. Turning to all the Adenese police in the corridor he shouted
something in Arabic. Will was stunned. He can speak Arabic! Again, he was
amazed at the capacity of this man.
By this time the Inspector and Officer Bowles had gone to the office, and just
about all the policemen around the door were looking really scared, continuously
looking from one to the other.
"What did you say to them Wes?"
"I told them that they would be put against a wall and shot for what they had
done."
Will could easily have walked out, but it was insisted that he get on the
stretcher. As he was carried through the reception, he felt like the survivor from
a disaster. The place was crowded and Peter Bowles joined them, walking
alongside.
Raising his voice above the hubbub he shouted. "You have not heard the last
of this, we'll be back!" and with that parting remark Will found himself outside in
the street, being helped into a car, leaving the stretcher lying on the pavement.
The car pulled away, and ship's Officer Bowles turned to Will who was sitting
in the back seat. "How are you feeling Brenner?"
"Much better now Sir, thanks to you."
"Did an official from the Embassy call?"
"Yes Sir."
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