CHAPTER 52
THE SOFT-DRINK TRUCK backs into the Exchange delivery bin. An airman drives a lift to the vehicle. The two employees stack the cases on the lift. Jim approaches as they finish and asks if they could give a ride to two friends who need to go to town.
“They mind sitting in back?”
“They’ve ridden in worse. You can drop them anywhere by the square.”
“No problem.”
“Thanks a lot.”
They finish up and Burney and Davis jump in.
All done, the truck pulls away. After twenty minutes of riding, Burney expresses concern, “Something’s not right.”
Davis glances at him. “My thoughts exactly. We should have arrived by now. Check the doors.”
He does so. “Locked. Did you bring your tools?”
“Never without them, my man.”
“All right, let’s break out of this thing.”
Burney works the locks a
