Эдвин Грей: Diving Stations

‘And another thing, Lieutenant,’ the Commodore continued. ‘The Foreign Office is after your blood for infringing Portuguese neutrality. Your private arrangements with that damned Macao oil merchant could have international repercussions.’

A picture of Chai Chen’s naked body splayed out and roped to the side of the deckhouse flashed into Hamilton’s mind. He wondered what she would have thought about Portuguese neutrality and International Law. Or, for that matter, Sub-Lieutenant Mihoro. Not that his own actions had been above reproach, and he was curious to know how he was going to explain the Korean’s execution and Aritsu’s suicide. Suddenly he realized he didn’t care any more.

‘I’ll let you have a full written report in the morning, sir. May I have permission to return to my ship?’

‘Permission granted, Lieutenant.’

Hamilton saluted, turned, and walked wearily towards the door. He could not help wondering what the future held for him now. Perhaps he should resign his commission. Or volunteer for service with the Commandos. Anything that would enable him to fight the enemy without the hampering restrictions of rules, regulations and laws. And yet not even total annihilating victory could ever repay the debt owed to people like Chai Chen and Harry Ottershaw, or to Captain Snark and Chen Yu. A sudden shout from the Commodore made him pause in the doorway.

‘By the way Hamilton, you can ship your half-stripe. The New Year promotion list came through a couple of weeks ago. You’ve been made up to Lieutenant Commander. Congratulations.’

But the door was already shut and Hamilton was making his way down the stairs towards the harbour. Haslitt shrugged. Rum sort of a bloke, he concluded. But that was the trouble with some of these upper-yardmen. They might be officers, but one could hardly call them gentlemen….

Mutiny or murder. These were the stark choices that confronted Kapitan-Leutnant Konrad Bergman. To go against the discipline and training that had been instilled in him from youth and disobey an order. Or to carry out the Fuehrer’s command and destroy his own comrades in an act of cold-blooded premeditated murder.

As commander of a U-boat, Bergman had always greedily accepted his orders, lusting after each of his kills with the relentless energies of a primitive predator. Now the harsh realities of war were proving to be somewhat different from the romantic dreams of his youth. But it was too late to change his destiny now.

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AUTHOR EDWYN GRAY specialized in naval writing, and has occasionally written short stories.

Born in London, Gray pursued his education at the Royal Grammar School, High Wycombe. After reading economics at the University of London, he went on to join the British civil service.

Gray began his career as an author in 1953, writing for magazines. His first novel was published in 1969, and he became a full-time writer in 1980.

Diving Stations

Nick Hamilton Book 4

Edwyn Gray

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