Salahadin decided to tell some truth and .some lies.
Borkman’s dead,’ said Salahadin. ‘And Jusef is caught.
The Ba'albek Gang is finished. The police are waiting for you at Venice.’
‘I don’t believe you,’ said Peterson. ‘How do you know this? Who are you?’
i’m an inspector in the Egyptian police,’ replied Salahadin.
‘I’ve followed you from Beirut.
Tile Italian police are waiting for you at Venice.’
‘You’re telling lies again,’ said Peterson.
‘Wily didn’t you bring the police onto the boat at Athens?’
Salahadin did not reply and Peterson started to laugh.
‘You didn’t tell anyone at Athens,’ he said.
‘There’s no one waiting for this boat at Venice.
Now I’m going to shoot you.
I'll throw your body into the sea and no one will ever know.’
Suddenly Peterson lifted his gun. At the same moment,
a large wave shook the side of the ship.
Peterson was thrown against the rail and the gun fell onto the deck.
For a second, both men looked at the gun, then at each other.
The wind pressed hard against them.
Neither of them moved forward.
Peterson was the first to move.
He tried to pick up the gun and Salahadin ran straight at him.
He held Peterson round the neck and pushed him over the rail.
Peterson fell backwards over the rail and disappeared into the angry sea below There was a scream.
Then there was silence.
Salahadin walked slowly away from the rail and sin down on the deck. No one came. Everyone was busy rating dinner. No one had heard the noise.