Book 3, Burton Crane
Chapter 11WAITING FOR FLIGHT SR 458 to Tirana, Burton Crane left the transit bar at Zurich Airport. He was going back to the Middle Ages. Swissair was the airline allowed into Albania. The party bigwigs needed the Swiss connection.
He missed this morning. Having rustled Evelyn up an English breakfast, he had taken his wife on a walk up Okeford Hill.
From that point, the day got worse with urgent summons to Lambeth. Konrad had reported in from the British Embassy in Tirana. Evelyn had dropped him off at Century House, his “concrete p***s”, she called it.
In Albania, it had blown wide open. Helmut Mayer was dead. He was the German tourist who ran amok and battered a dozen men to death at a country inn. The item had made a splash in the news a few days back. Konrad ha
