here, but you weren’t looking for a fight?’
‘No,’ said Ethan firmly, slowly realizing that he was in an awful lot of pain. ‘I just wanted to stop him doing whatever he was doing. I figured that whatever it was couldn’t be good. Didn’t figure he’d have two other blokes with him.’
‘That was your first mistake,’ said Sam. ‘Always plan for what might happen if everything goes to shit. That way, when it does, you might be able to get out of it.’
Ethan felt this was suspiciously like getting a bollocking – which didn’t seem very fair, considering he and Johnny had done their best to save the rigs.
‘Can you remember where your bike is, Ethan?’
Sam’s question pulled Ethan from his thoughts and he simply nodded.
‘Good. I’ll give you a lift. You both did well tonight. Thank you.’
Ethan looked at Johnny. Had they really just heard that?
Sam got up from behind his desk. ‘Move it, you two. I’ve a busy day tomorrow. Even more so now that I’ve got to sort out the damage done by Jake and his pals.’
As they headed for the door, Ethan asked, ‘What are you going to do? Call the police?’
‘That’s for me to think about, not you,’ said Sam. ‘And for now we keep this in the team. I’ll find my own way of dealing with Jake. In my own time. Now shift it.’
16
Johnny came over to Ethan, sat down, grabbed the Coke can from his hand and took a sip.
‘Help yourself,’ said Ethan.
‘Thanks, I will,’ said Johnny, taking another swig before handing it back.
They were both sitting outside the hangar, rigged up and ready for another jump, their second of the day. FreeFall was busy, business was good. It was a couple of weeks since the run-in with Jake, and despite the damage to the rigs, Sam had managed to call in a few favours and everything was running smoothly. Nothing about Jake’s unwelcome visit had been mentioned since. They had cobbled together a believable cover story to explain their bruises – a run-in between a tree and Johnny’s motorbike.
Ethan’s final two consolidation jumps had gone by so quickly and smoothly he’d hardly noticed them. He was now diving solo and getting in at least one jump a day, depending on the weather and how busy things were at FreeFall. He’d even had the chance to fly a Raider, which had been scary as hell but a total blast. Luke had laid it on thick with the instructions for flying such a responsive canopy. Ethan had listened carefully, and it had paid off because the thing had handled amazingly – like it was hardwired to the wind; you directed it, it didn’t hesitate. And it was tiny – no bigger than a fashionable daysack when it was packed up, little larger than a power kite when deployed. And, as Johnny had said back when Ethan had met him on his first day at FreeFall, small, fast and scary.
A shadow fell across Ethan and Johnny and they looked up to find Sam standing over them, binoculars in his hand.
‘Another good jump, Ethan,’ he said. ‘Well done.’
‘Thanks,’ said Ethan to Sam’s back as he headed off to his office.
‘A man of few words,’ said Johnny, and Ethan nodded. ‘Incidentally, are you trying to make a habit of impressing him?’
Ethan turned at Johnny’s question. ‘What do you mean?’
‘Well, just look at you. It’s like you belong here or something. From tandem rookie to skydiver in just a few weeks. It’s pretty impressive.’
‘No it’s not,’ said Ethan, shrugging. ‘It’s like most things: do what you’re told to do and do it properly and you’ll probably be OK at it.’
‘Don’t sell yourself short,’ said Johnny. ‘Sam really is impressed. So am I. You remind me of someone brilliant.’
‘Who?’
‘Me.’
Ethan laughed. ‘How do you cope with being you?’
‘It’s hard,’ said Johnny. ‘You wouldn’t be able to hack it. The girls, the glamour; it’s tough.’
‘You bear it well, all things considered.’
Another shadow cast itself over the conversation. This time Ethan and Johnny looked up to see Kat. She too was rigged up.
‘Hey,’ she said, and sat down opposite them.
‘Kat,’ said Johnny. ‘How’s Jake?’
Kat looked at him. ‘Is there ever a moment in your life when you think before you speak?’
‘Never,’ said Johnny. ‘So what was the attraction anyway?’
‘He drove it,’ said Kat, and stalked off.
Ethan went after her, catching up with her in a few strides, racking his brain for a topic of conversation.
‘So you bought one yet, then?’ he came up