While she introduced herself to the captain the two dark figures moved over the tackle work, down the steps and hid in the corner. Footsteps stopped just above their heads and then followed down the steps as well. Both men held their breath. When the man stood still and looked down the passageway they waited. Pierre's hand was almost touching the soldier's hat. A few seconds passed that felt like minutes. Then he disappeared up the steps and they breathed again. Both knew it was time to get out of there before the man got it in his head to sound the alarm.
“I am Rosa-Lee Almaida."
“The daughter of Cisco Almaida?" he asked, meeting her eyes.
“Yes," she nodded.
“What an honour! I have heard so much about your father." He clapped his hands together in appreciation.
“Thank you, Captain."
