Christmas was under pressure. He couldn’t let something happen to Jako’s daughter. He wouldn’t forgive himself.
He didn’t have any way of contacting Jack. He just had to sit it out and wait patiently to hear from him.
Christmas thought about everything that had happened to him. First, he had met Jack in that little town of Manguzi. After that, they had been captured and then escaped in the northern reaches of terrorist-infested Zululand. Next, Jack had moved to Gaborone and worked as a mechanic. Then, he had told Christmas about the diamonds that he had hidden on a mountain near Scallyclare. Finally, he had called him to help with the kidnapping involving his two-year-old daughter.
Aaauw! What a cock up! He thought.