382 | John W. Warner IV ley floated along in the tunnels darkness with dimmed running lights to save power while the emergency battery array charged. Bea hung her head out the round, port-side loading hatch near the galley, her voice weak. About eight or ten knots Id say, the rivers probably a mile wide or so now. I miss England and our families. Alice moved in and put their heads together. So decidedly boring. How long have we been riding the current? Almost thirty-six cheerless hours now. The Professor said theyll have full antigravity power soon they think. I dont care anymore. Hope we die soon, sick of it all. Alice kissed her cheek, not knowing what to say. Hunger pains were setting in, the situation bleak. She then left Bea alone, something she always did since childhood when Bea needed it. Bea wept again. Klemperer sat by the radar station reading the ships manuals. Alice sat on his lap. I think we can exceed the maximum setting on the forward radar array, its incredibly overbuilt for some reason with immense power capability for long range, not that it matters much. She twirled his hair. Thats nice. He shut the book. Strange how war is. All four of you were my sworn enemies a month ago, but I now consider you my dearest friends. I even miss Rodgers, he…was kind to me. Her German was getting better, she thought. Is that all I am? No. I love you in the fullest, and you had better know that. Cleaning his hands with a rag, Porsche sat next to Bea. He had no comforting words to give but thought it best to spend time with her. After all, his life had been saved time and again. Pity, for it seems I cannot ever be a help to her, he thought. Shafer has a bad fever, not much we can do for him, a bad infection. How I miss my wife, my home, and her cooking. Bea smiled. Yes, the mushroom soup…the arguments with Ferry, Ghislaine and nephew Anton, Lutz and his middling manners, how I loved it all before the war. Hed cracked a thumbnail, and it reminded him of the Tripoli Grand Prix in the pits. Have you dreamt of Lutz lately? I have. We were racing again in the warm sun. No. I probably imagined it all anyway. She led Porsche down the companionway to the cockpit. Klemperer came over to them. We voted. I am in command, it was the four of