“I’m slipping,” he grinned at Biff when the boy had been cleared. “Took me thirty-one minutes. My record’s twenty-nine. Come on. We’ve got to make with the plane back to Unhao. Fast. Lots to be done.”
“That sure suits me. I’m anxious to see my uncle.”
“Hope he’s there when we get back.” A frown creased Jack’s face as he spoke.
“He will be, won’t he? That’s what I was told, that the emergency came up quickly and—” Biff ended his sentence feeling foolish. He suddenly remembered who had told him the story.
“Emergency? I don’t know of any emergency. Your uncle wasn’t even in Unhao today. It was arranged for me to pick you up before he left.”
“Before he left? What do you mean?” Biff was getting puzzled.
“Your uncle flew out of Unhao over a week ago.”
CHAPTER VI
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Darkness had spread over the airfield by the time Biff and Jack Hudson reached the “Explorations” plane. It was a twin-engine Cessna, a five-passenger, capable of a speed of 250 miles per hour.
“Hop in, Biff,” Jack said. “Be my co-pilot.”