“… Baxter’s attacked you directly using Charlotte, and indirectly, via James. He’s kept you both on the hop. But I’ve had time to think…” The two men exchange glances. Neither looks happy…
“…Think about it,” I say. “We were chasing them in the car, Baxter and the woman. They had a head start. They knew where they were going. They should have outrun us.
James and Klempner exchange glances…
“… There were several times we lost Baxter, lost sight of that car. But always we caught up with him again. How likely d’you think that is when we’re going through the City traffic? We saw him drive into the airport. Even then, we never quite lost him, never quite caught him. We saw them run into Departures. Right up to the last moment we almost, but didn’t quite, catch them. Instead, we saw him go thr
