Affair At Aden

The Arabia today spells trouble and oil, and the political ambitions of Nasser, Vergiba, Hussein, and Ibn Saud. But behind this tapestry of terror, the Andes arass of ambition, men still struggle for less public and more personal goals, such as a pretty woman.

Of such a struggle is our story concerned, a story fully comparisons with Bernou's natives desert sheaks and captive damsel. Listen, listen then, as Frank Lovejoy stars in A Faraday. I lay flat on the ridge back of the rocks and watch the Arab guards, a quarter mile down the slope below me, as they lounged in front of the gate to Pahad's tribal fort.

It brought dark, I had to be past those guards and inside that gate. I had to find Beth the shark. I watched the sun sink lower near the horizon now. In twenty minutes I would try to enter the fort.

The shadows would be longer than more deceptive and the guard might not recognize me. In Madrock the evening breeze of Saudi Arabia was springing up and the air was cool. I thought of Aiden on the coast eighty miles behind me, safe and secure with its paved streets, electricity, American automobile and British police.

I thought of the Commissioner in the way it all started. started late the night before the mission there the trolley commissioner john bradley geologist for the oil company and we met at the foreign club open up commissioner i've got to talk to you i do a little bit of an order talking over i know i'm sorry to bother you but

something's happened right yes i do recall meeting you with that american chap what can i do for you commissioner a girl with kidnapped an hour ago taken from her room by a gang of parabs and carat would go her name is that's the shot on our go yes you probably wouldn't know her she was graduated from the