5
Captain’s Personal Log
I had to break off earlier as there was a knock at my door and Higgins came bustling in.
“Cap’n, the Catering Manager is here to see you. He says it’s a matter of life and death.”
I wasn’t pleased to be interrupted and was sharp with Higgins. “For Pete’s sake,” I said. “What can be so important at this time of night?”
Poor Higgins stood wringing his hands with that ‘I-hate-to-disturb-you-but-I-have-to’ expression of his — all butter wouldn’t melt in the mouth over a skeleton of steel.
“All right,” I conceded. “What is it that can’t wait until morning?”
Before Higgins could explain, Jenkins, the Catering Manager, burst in through the open door into my sitting room and lined up next to Higgins.
“Cap’n, I’m truly sorry to bring you a problem at this hour. I wo
