This week, in the third of four replacement pieces I wrote for The Higgs Weldon, my spy characters return, and I over-use a silver-age comic book trope.
A sample for YOU:
“I’m not trying to be difficult, but this is unacceptable!” I shouted to Vanessa. I think I was probably drowned out by the horrible blowy noise of the helicopter leaving the Brazilian embassy. I never liked helicopters, always pushing all that loud sky down at the rest of us. I was about to mention it, but Albert appeared at the top of the stairwell waving a flare, and the whole thing was very distracting.
We hurried down half a dozen flights of stairs. If I didn’t have a full RADAR (RADAR: Radio-Assisted Detection And Ranging –Your ever-helpful editor Steve!) detection suite in my suit, I would have bet on the seventh floor being awash in RADAR. Of course, it was a field operation, so I did, and it was. You work in this business long enough, you learn a thing or two about RADAR. And I have, so I did.