Chapter Twenty-One“What do ye mean, cut off?”
Sten tapped the keys again and with no better result.
“They stopped in mid-transmission. There could be a hundred reasons. The wire runs all the way down to the ancient Chunnel which caved in ages ago. Then it runs overland kilometer upon kilometer to Chartres. Their equipment could be broken. Or mine.”
“Well, fix it.” Meghan knew she was being unreasonable, but couldn’t help herself.
For long seconds and then longer minutes, she listened to the drone of his computer keys. Each time she came up to peer at his progress over his shoulder, his fingers stuttered to a halt. Then the back of his neck would flush red.
Each time it was pointless, the flowing characters above his desk meant nothing to her. But when she moved away so that he could w
