Chapter 43

Monday

MV Semyon Timoshenko, Eastern Atlantic Ocean

‘Anything on radar?’ the captain asked.

‘Nothing, sir, but now we are getting closer to the islands we must expect to see merchant and other shipping on a regular basis.’

‘I am aware of that. I have spent the bulk of my working life sailing the oceans of this world, including this part of the Atlantic.’

‘I’m sorry, sir. I didn’t mean—’

The navigating officer fell silent as the captain waved his hand in an irritated fashion.

‘This could be a long afternoon. I’m going to my cabin to take a short nap. Call me if you detect any aircraft approaching at low level, or when any other vessel comes within fifteen miles of us.’