I could see them in the moonlight across the pit. Perona now standing up, the giant figure of the bandit towering over him.
Hanley's microscopic voice cut in: "Getting it, Phil? To seize you for ransom!"
"Yes. I hear it."
"This girl. Who—?"
"Wait, Chief. Off—"
De Boer: "I will do it! Fifty thousand."
Perona: "An hour now. Spawn will be at his home asleep."
"And you will go to the mine?"
"Yes. Now, from here. You seize this fellow Grant, and then attack the mine. Our regular plan, De Boer. This does not change it."