Colin Forbes: The Janus Man

`And what about that weird episode when Diana caught him unawares at the mansion on Priwall Island? When she saw him before he'd grown his beard and he had a catlick over his forehead. Rather like Hitler I think you said?'

'My guess is he only had seconds to act – but he had fast reflexes. He combed his hair down over his forehead – so if she ever passed on his description to the wrong person they would think it sounded like Guy Dalby – which it did. Hugh had to be a very clever villain to achieve what he did.'

He finished writing, read through the letter, then placed it on his desk and leant back in his chair. Monica reached forward, picked up the sheet, folded it and put it inside her handbag.

'I haven't signed it yet. What are you doing?'

`Sleep on it,' Monica advised.

'I was going to.'

'For a week. If, at the end of a week, you still feel the same way, I'll give this letter back to you.'

'I won't change my mind…'

'Of course not,' she replied. 'And now, just for once, I'm going home early.'

Tweed was left alone, sitting at his desk, staring at the wall map which showed the border between two worlds – East and West.