"Honey, let me tell you as much as I can about the layout of this place. Just in case."
Which I did. The main problem was, I didn't know exactly where Sarah was.
"Is there anybody there who could help you?" he asked when I'd finished.
"I'm not hopeful." I paused. "Listen, can you get your hands on a gun or guns?"
"What are you . . . Don't even think about it! That's the best way to guarantee we all get killed. I'm not taking on the Guatemalan Armed Forces. And you're not either. We've got to keep this very low-tech. The dark and the rain, that's what we use. They don't shoot back."
At that moment I wanted nothing more than to shoot Alex Goddard. I'd have done it if I'd had the chance. Happily. But I knew Steve was right.
"Okay, look, what time?"
"We'll try to set down about, say—"
There was a crackle as the yellow diodes on the phone erupted in a high-pitched whistle, cutting the connection.
No! My God, had somebody been listening in?