BermudaChief Police Inspector Monty nodded to his secretary and lifted the handset. “Rose, how are you now? Is there any news from Guy?"
“Nothing since Shanghai,” replied Rose with concern. It’s not like Guy to lose contact. We need to do something.”
“I can’t come myself but I'll send someone I trust over to Europe to help you track down Oleson.”
“Where do we meet?”
“Why not meet in Norway at this camp Guy has talked about?” Monty quickly agreed and after cutting off from Rose, switched the phone lines to a local call. “I’ve got a job for you my girl, your first assignment and one I need help on.” Rose would relate well to her, he thought, she has the same obstinate approach and similar conviction that she was always right.
Jemima or Jem as she preferred to be known was a live wire bu
