VI A Buried Plane
in. o send messages back to Rommel on troop movements. Listen, tiselligence. Even I read it.” “You read a book?” “t into Cairo on Rommel’s personal orders—from tripoli all to Cairo— Ladislaus de Almasy. tretc t, it was assumed, no one could cross.
“Bet explorers. But he Germans.
Rommel asked o take Eppler across t into Cairo because it would oo obvious by plane or parace.
o ta.” “You kno about tracking t men into t. to keep digging trucks out of to and its granite plateau so t er, take ser in t ings t teau use truck out into t again. tisrol dumps to fill up tanks. In tco Britisises on tted from tely still.
Baking to deathe sand.
“It took to reac urned and back into t alone. e t again, back toripoli. But t time isually and used to feed false information to Rommel about El Alamein.” “I still don’t believe it, David.” “tcly.” “Maybe t at first. lover as t Almasy someone to sco as t on tc doesn’t matter o talk alking it out. Botand? to see oo obsessed. It doesn’t matter ail. Morped it at Brompton al in London for tients. Don’t kill absorbs fast into t it toget .
Give . t raigcting on t stages of t ubes of morpoote tubes for dolls, s terly quaint. Caravaggio carried t all day long, slipping to umbled on ing from its excess, croucried speaking ared back. al supply box, torn it open strengt open te, Caravaggio broke tip off eet to t it was. Kip pushing him away, glaring in anger.
“Leave ient.” “I damage ake aON COCKtAIL.