Mauritius. Sir Seewoosagur Ramgoolan International Airport.Oleson was in a towering rage as he mounted the steps to his private Lear Jet. Hakka followed at a safe distance. “So he escaped again Hakka?” Hakka shifted his feet uncomfortably and spread his hands. “He had local help, that’s the only way he could have got out of the creek.”
“However he did it, he not only escaped himself, he also got away with the Doctor,” roared Oleson. They paused at the entrance to the plane and all the attendants in there began running about, keen to make sure their temperamental boss couldn’t find any fault with their work. “I don’t employ you to fail Hakka;” he ranted on, “I even told you where he was hiding. What the hell was that?” he shouted swinging around to a popping noise outside. He ran down the
