[No data] by Guy N Smith

of the second man in Coldharbour Wood it was Benny, all right. I'd give anything to know just where he's gone to ground. We picked up the Hillman Avenger in Colney Heath. It was reported stolen in Hertford yesterday. The driver's seat was saturated with blood, so Benny has the choice of either dying in hiding, or else seeking medical attention and being picked up. We'll just have to wait and see. By the way, Mr Slade, you were, until recently, Seamark Cruises' number one driver.' That's right.' Tell me—' the inspector paused to light his pipe yet again,—'why did you leave a successful team, and, if you'll forgive me for saying so, join an almost unknown one?' The implication, the suspicion, was not lost on Slade. 'I'd finished with Seamark before I came here. I quit driving.' 'Yet you're still driving.' 'I'm not here as a driver.' "You were at the wheel of Miss Hammerton's car when it crashed.' 'You've got it all wrong, Inspector.' Irritation was creeping into Mark Slade's voice. 'I was merely doing a very casual couple of laps, or almost, because she asked me to. I have no intention of ever driving a racing car again.' 'Then why have you joined the Hammerton team?' 'I'm here in an advisory capacity. Temporarily. After we get back from the States I'll be leaving.' 'I see.' King picked up his hat, and dropped his stubborn pipe into the pocket of the raincoat draped over his arm. 'Well, I'll be getting back to the station. You'll be required to attend the inquest, Mr Slade, and