Helen Sandberg decided she liked Co

Helen Sandberg decided she liked Colonel Carter. He spoke clearly, he explained his
ideas carefully, and he listened to what she said. He did not try to be difficult because she
was a woman. Best of all, they had made a plan together. A good plan, she thought; it
could really work. Perhaps.
She looked at her watch: 2.23. ‘Right, Colonel, get your men ready. I’ll send the first
prisoner down to you when they arrive yet?’
‘No, Prime Minister. Not yet.’
‘Then where the hell are they? Can you get Inspector Holm on the car radio?’
‘They’re truing, Prime Minister.’ Michael spoke into the telephone. Colonel Carter left
the room and Helen walked up and down slowly, watching the clock. 2.24. 2.25. 2.26.
‘They’ve got him, Prime Minister! He says… he says one of the cars has had an
accident in the rain. He thinks he can be here in ten minutes.’ Michael looked up. There
was no smile on his face at all now.
‘Ten minutes! What’s he driving – a police car, or a bicycle?’ Helen banged her fist on
the table. ‘We’re got four minutes left. OK. I want to talk to the hijackers. Get them on the
radio.’
She sat down at the table while Michael called the plane. Colonel Carter came in and
stood behind her. A voice came on the radio.
‘Well, Mrs Sandberg. Where are our brothers?’
‘They’re coming,’ said Helen. ‘They’ll be here in ten minutes.’
‘That is too late. I gave you half an hour. Your husband will die in four minutes.’
Helen pressed her hands flat on the table, so hard that the ends of her fingers went
white. ‘Please don’t to that,’ she said.
‘I am sorry, Mrs Sandberg. But if my brothers are not here in four minutes, your
husband will die.’
‘Don’t you want to see your brothers?’ she asked quickly. ‘I promise you, if you kill my
husband, you’ll never see them again.’
There was a pause while no one spoke. Then the radio answered. ‘Four minutes, Mrs
Sandberg.’
Helen spoke clearly, slowly, and loudly. She filled her voice with all the anger she had
in her body. ‘Listen, you murderer. I need just ten minutes to get your brothers to this
airport. Then I will send them to the plane. But if you kill my husband, or anyone else, then
I promise you that your brothers will die, on the tarmac in front of that plane. Is that what
you want? Or will you wait ten minutes?’
There was another, longer pause. Helen started out into the night. She did not see
anything.
‘All right. Ten more minutes.’
‘Thank you. Now, there is one more thing. The passengers.’
‘What about them?’
‘You must set them free before I send your brothers to the plane.’

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Helen Sandberg decided she liked Colonel Carter. He spoke Clearly, He expLAineD his
ideas carefully, and He listened to what She said. He did not TRY to be difficult because She
was a Woman. Best of all, they had made a plan together. A good plan, she thought; it
could Really Work. Perhaps.
She looked at Her Watch: two twenty-three. 'Right, Colonel, get your men ready. I'll Send the First
Prisoner down when they You to Arrive yet? '
' No, Prime Minister. Not yet. '
' Then where the Hell are they? Can You Get the Car Radio Inspector Holm on? '
' They're Truing, Prime Minister. '. Michael spoke into the telephone. Colonel Carter left
the Room and Helen walked up and down Slowly, Watching the Clock. 2.24. 2.25. 2/26.
'They've got Him, Prime Minister! He says ... He says one of the cars has had an
accident in the Rain. He thinks he can be here in ten minutes. '. Michael looked up. There
was no Smile on his Face at all now.
'Ten minutes! What's he driving - a police car, or a bicycle? '. Her Fist Helen banged on
the Table. 'We're got four minutes left. OK. I want to talk to the hijackers. Get them on the
Radio. '
She SAT down at the Table while Michael Called the Plane. Colonel Carter Came in and
stood Behind Her. Came A Voice on the Radio.
'Well, Mrs Sandberg. Where are our Brothers? '
' They're Coming, 'said Helen. 'They'll be here in Ten minutes.'
'That is Too Late. I gave you half an hour. Four minutes in your Husband Will Die. '
Helen pressed Her Hands Flat on the Table, so hard that the Ends of Her Fingers went
White. 'Please do not to that,' She said.
'I AM sorry, Mrs Sandberg. But if My Brothers are not here in Four minutes, your
Husband Will Die. '
' Do not Want You to See your Brothers? '. she asked quickly. 'I Promise You, if You Kill My
Husband, You'll Never See Again them.'
There was a Pause while no one spoke. Then the radio answered. 'Four minutes, Mrs
Sandberg.'
Helen spoke Clearly, Slowly, and Loudly. She Filled with all the Her Voice Anger She had
in Her Body. 'Listen, you murderer. Ten minutes I Need to Get your Brothers just to this
Airport. Then I will send them to the plane. You Kill My Husband but if, or anyone else, then
I Promise You that your Will Die Brothers, on the tarmac in Front of Plane that. Is that what
You Want? Ten minutes or Will You wait? '
There was another, Longer Pause. Helen started out into the night. She did not See
anything.
'All Right. Ten more minutes. '
' Thank You. Now, there is one more thing. The passengers. '
' What About them? '
' You must free them before I SET Send your Brothers to the Plane. '.