“I’ll charter his plane and have it waiting by the time you reach the airport,” Riley promised. “And I’ll radio Sorenson to be on the lookout for you. You may be able to get some good shots of the survivors yourself.”
“I’ll take plenty of holders,” Wells said, starting toward the photography room.
“May as well send another man with you,” Riley added.
His gaze wandered from one eager face to another. Fred Orris moved a step forward as if anticipating that he would be chosen. Riley’s eye traveled past him and came to rest upon Flash.
“Evans! You’ll go with Wells. On your way out, stop at the cashier’s desk for money. Pay whatever you must to get those films, but don’t come back without them!”
CHAPTER XII
A DARING PLAN
Elated at the assignment, Flash rushed after Joe Wells to get his own camera equipment.
“Glad Riley is sending you instead of Orris,” his friend commented briefly.
On their way to the street, the two photographers stopped at the cashier’s office, and were given an envelope containing nine hundred dollars. Flash carefully placed it in an inside pocket.
Hailing a taxi, they rode directly to the harbor where Dave French awaited them with his seaplane already warmed up for the trip.