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The Aviation Club, RAF Fairborough – Two Minutes Later
She looked so small from the top of the hill. So alone.
Petra watched the girl, imagining what was going through her head, hoping that the prayers that she was no doubt saying to herself would in some way quell the terror. Maybe the interrogation that would follow her arrest would be a relief after the fear of her own death. What could possibly make her think that dying by her own hand would change anything? What desperation had taken her to that point?
Step after step the girl moved forward and Petra was only dimly aware of Benny by her side. He had his phone out and seemed to be talking on it but she guessed it was just cover for the microphone.
‘Yes,’ he said, ‘very good news,’ in a bland voice. ‘They should be appearing any
