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RAF Fairborough, Oxfordshire – Five Minutes Later
‘Sahar, I know why you are here. I know what you’re planning and you have to trust me, you have to get out of here. Now.’
The girl’s eyes opened so wide that they were bulging.
‘I... I do not understand. Why, what are you saying this thing? I have to go. I must go.’
She turned and tried to move off. Petra grabbed the girl’s forearm and was surprised how slight it was. There was nothing on her. No muscle, no fat; she was fragile, like a bird.
‘I know that you met someone in Bath because I followed you. You must not trust him, Sahar. He doesn’t want to help you. If you do what he says you will be in trouble – big trouble. Do you understand?’
‘You followed me? You saw me with... Who are you? You are the one I cannot trust.’
She star
