4
‘What’s that, Bob?’
‘Fire. It’s the answer to our problems. I’m going to torch Dracopolis, and while they’re busy putting the fire out, we’ll be free to look for Tom and set him free.’
‘How are you going to get in, Bob?’
His eyebrows narrowed, giving him a calculating look I’d seen many times.
‘Trojan horse.’
‘What?’
‘A variation on the Trojan Horse. Everybody needs something, right? I’m going to convince the Kwanon I’ve got something they want and I’m willing to trade it. They’ll let me in with my cargo and what they’re expecting to find when I open it will turn out to be something else entirely. It’ll be an incendiary device that’ll set everything nearby ablaze.’
‘What’re you going to trade?’
‘Petrol. They need petrol. I’ve got an underground bunker full of the stuff. I’ll loa
