He grinned at the note, balled it into his fist and threw it into the paper can. When the coffee was hot, he poured himself a cup and fixed a couple of sandwiches with what was left of the package of cold meat. As he was finishing the last couple of bites of the sandwich, he heard the thud of the evening paper against the front door. For a moment, it startled him, then, when he had realized what it was, he was half out of the chair... He paused there momentarily, then sank back into his seat. He couldn’t go out there and get the paper - if the neighbors saw him picking it up ... He sat there, waiting for Beth to come home, the suspense digging into his guts with ragged teeth. Had they found the plane? Were they onto him? Who were those two men? How did they know where to find him? Why were they looking for him?
He drank damned near the whole pot of coffee and watched the hands of the electric clock move with agonizing slowness. Finally, at five forty, Beth drove up to the house and came through the door. Nick leaped from the chair.
“The paper!” He snatched it from her hands and began tearing it open. Damn newsboys for [p61] folding them!
“Nick! Aren’t you going to kiss me?”
“Huh? Oh.” He kissed her briefly, fleetingly, and returned to the paper. The crash was on page one.
WRECKAGE OF PRIVATE AIRCRAFT FOUND
Everett, Pa. The smouldering wreckage of what was apparently a private plane was found late yesterday evening in the heavily wooded area north of the city by a young Boy Scout looking for a campsite.
Benjamin Talbot, aged 13, after locating the mangled aircraft, promptly called local police who dispatched Detective Lieutenant Nolan Brice, Everett Rescue Squad and FAA investigator Arron P. Dickson to examine the wreckage.
“It’s the most unusual crash site I’ve ever seen,” FAA investigator Dickson told local newsmen. “There’s no evidence of wings or tail assembly. The fuselage
is also of a strange design.”