“Pretty strong stuff this, isn’t it?” he said tentatively.
“I hope so.”
“Well, I didn’t expect to be taken to a place like a military headquarters. What do you think it is?”
“I have an idea.” She lit a cigarette. “You remember four days ago in Salonika there was a bank robbery?”
“I remember something about it. Why?”
“Next day, in the train to Florina, I read the newspaper reports of it. It gave an exact description of the truck that was used.”
“What about it?”
“We came here in that truck tonight.”
“What? You’re kidding.”
“No.” She drank some more brandy.