Chapter Seven: Old Flames
Back in Xi’an., Gibson was understandably furious. “Tell me, David, how is it Tom keeps eluding you? He’s making fools of us all! You assured me he’d be easy to deal with. And here he’s got Davies in hospital and done his disappearing trick again!”
Olsen stood unhappily, speechless, battered and bruised. His arm with the broken wrist was in a cast.
“Tell me!”
Olsen cleared his throat but said nothing.
“Did you even lay eyes on that missing piece?” hissed Gibson.
Olsen was glad. Here was a question he could answer. “No, sir. I think he lied about that part just to buy some time.”
Gibson glared at him with contempt. “Wrong again, Mr Olsen.”
Olsen didn’t like the ‘Mr Olsen’. It indicated the extent of Gibson’s anger.
“He hasn’t removed only one part. The tec
