Dr. Ahmad had no sooner reached the relative protection of the trees when he began dialing on his satellite phone. He reached a flying service in Thunder Bay with which he had a contract. "I need to speak to Marty immediately. This is Dr. Ahmad."
"Marty is in the shop. I'll get him for you."
" Thanks."
After what seemed like several minutes a voice rumbled, "Martin here."
"I need you to pick me up immediately. We've crash-landed our helicopter at the north end of Crescent Lake."
"How many?"
"There are four of us. Two of us have a plane to catch and it's very important."
"I'm on my way. Should be there in 15 minutes."
"Thanks, and be prepared because it looks like it was sabotage."
"Okay."
Dr. Ahmad looked up from his conversation and saw the fear in Angie's eyes. His persona softened as he said, "It looks like your Harry was a lot more interested in continuing his battle with me than with your safety. It says a lot about him. You will be a lot better off with somebody who appreciates you. I think it is time I started calling you Angie, or Angel, which suits you even better."
Angie just stared at him. Harry must have known what he was doing. Surely he would not have risked her life just to get even with Dr. Ahmad.
Dr. Ahmad turned to his personal guard and said, "Sounds like you hit the airplane. Go see where he crashed."
The guard left carrying his AK-47. The guard worked his way through the brush along the shore trying to get a look at the crash site. The brush was thick and he made a lot of noise.