It was now last afternoon. Outside on the street it was still very hot. Salahadin got into a taxi. Luckily there were few cars and the street were almost empty. He soon arrived back in his office. Salahadin turned on the radio. He heard the message. It was repeated after fifteen minutes. Salahadin waited. Suddenly the telephone rang. It was Ahmed. We've been lucky, said Ahmed. A taxi driver is here in my office. A man with a heavy box got into his taxi near the Nile Hotel. At what time? At eleven o'clock this morning, replied Ahmed. Do you want to speak to him? Certainly, replied Salahadin. I'll come .round. to your office immediately. Ahmed's office was quite near. Salahadin walked there. The sun had gone down and it was becoming cooler. The taxi driver was waiting in Ahmed's office. He was a fat,happy-looking man.He was also intelligent.