Darkness had fallen when they started back. There was still no telling what Hackett was thinking. He sat stonily alone in the rear seat, a man in deep thought.
A bit before six, Justin switched on the radio. For a few moments an uninspired concert filled the car. Then:
"We again interrupt to repeat an important warning. Attention all personnel using Government vehicles! If you are in normal riot zones, abandon cars at once and proceed on foot. We repeat—"
Hackett stirred.
"Blast it, now what's up?"
Already the driver was slowing down. Hackett pressed his nose to the window.
"We're in Fort Lee. We're okay here, but we sure can't make it across the bridge. Dammit, we'll have to walk into town, but first let's hear the news."
Tires crunched on gravel as the car, lights dimmed, swung into a by-street and stopped in the shadow of a high wall.
"And now for our news report!