Hastily the giant lifted the phone. Commissioner Elbert could hear the steady buzz.
"Sorry sir, Webley's cut us off. He does that so no one will interrupt him while he's setting the auto controls."
"Get him somehow. My wife's up there."
The giant coughed and strangled and turned his face away. "I'll keep trying sir," he gasped. "But sometimes he cuts us off for days. He sleeps a lot."
"Forehatch," the Commissioner shouted suddenly. "Unlock the forehatch."
Wearily the giant clambered up. He towered above Elbert.
"Didn't you hear what I said," the Commissioner yelled. "Unlock the door to the control room."
"Sorry sir, the lock's automatic."
"Well dammit, blast it down."