SIX MEN WERE ON THE ALERT at Fes train station platform. The team leader reminded his troop, ‘We’re looking for three men. One of them is injured so you can’t possibly f*****g miss them. They’re not in first and second class, so we’re going to check the couchette cars this time.’
‘You two,’ he said, pointing to the most inexperienced members of his team, ‘watch the platform.’
The train finally pulled to a stop.
The policemen finally got off the second-class carriage.
Four Algerian thugs split up. Two entered the front door, the other two the rear. The four who originally boarded at Meknes joined the two already on the platform to form a line along its length, an obvious cordon.
G and Bryce left their compartment and headed straight for the rear exit. The Aussie was immediately on the
