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Demetrius
Sarvos guided the open Jeep he had borrowed from an airport employee up the hill over the gravel road. He knew that showing a fellow airplane buff the King Air contained an element of risk, but it was a means of obtaining the vehicle. He and Panos were worried about Demetrius and Amara who had been expected back at the plane hours ago. Demetrius hadn’t called and several calls to Turannos resulted in busy signals. A search was in order and an exchange seemed like a reasonable compromise. Renting a car could leave a paper trail. He left Panos demonstrating the aircraft’s finer points to the Jeep owner.
With sunglasses and a cap to keep his hair out of his eyes, he’d been searching for a half hour, looking everywhere—in the air for the helicopter, the sea for a boat, and on l
