Open Skies [antikvár]

Zarrillo tucked the co-pilot's flight cap under hisarm so he wouldn't drop it, then pulled Bridgesacross the iron beams that made up the basicframe that the truck's hydraulic lifters wereattached to. By the time he had pulled the co-pilot's body into a position that looked as if theco-pilot might have stumbled and hit his head,the young man's uniform was covered withgrease and oil from the truck frame.Zarrillo jumped into the motorised tug just asit began to speed away "Christ, slow thisdamned thing down.""Shut up." The man at the wheel jerked thetug to a stop as he heard the first of several newsounds from behind him."What's that?" Zarrillo turned. To his horror,he finally began to realise what was about tohappen, what he had become an accomplice to."God no ""Be quiet. Enjoy the sight of your problemsbeing solved."The two men sat in the dark shadows of theramp as, in the distance, the cleaning truck's en-gine revved up again and the powerful hydraulicstruts began to lower the twin steel scissorsfrom their raised position. The truck bed wasslowly descending and, in a matter of moments,it began to crush the unconscious body of FirstOfficer Jay Bridges.