Now the tentacles were reaching into the boat. Searching for Cynthia. Reaching for her! They ignored Alexander and the two remaining crewmen. They weren't any help to her anyways, as they were all trying to get the felluca to safety and taking down the sail, lest they be swamped or capsise in the wind and waves and be at the mercy of the Nile and the crocodiles.
On the yacht, the officer replied to Molly,
"yes of course, we shall try and get close. Your friends seem to be in a spot of trouble! The Nile scan sometimes be a terrible and fickle mistress."
Felluca:
https://mattveryard.files.word...t-felluca-ride-5.jpg
Further to the east in the streets of Cairo, Perkins and the decoy car were waved through the barricade across the wide boulevard manned by Egyptian police and soldiers. The police opened fire on the their pursuers with revolvers while the soldiers opened fire with bolt-action rifles. One motorcycle went down, the other pulled a U-turn and roared away. The car swerved out of control into a palm tree, driver smashing through the windscreen and lying motionless on the crumpled bonnet.
An Egyptian Army Captain intercepted Perkin's car and raised his hand.
"Halt in the name of the King!" Presumably King Fu'ad of Egypt, not King George V!
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