A Cleft of Stars Author:Geoffrey Jenkins The plane was really near now. But as I flung myself over the wall I saw Rankin kneeling, rifle to Shoulder. The range was down to point-blank, there was nothing I could do. — The plane's engine drowned the sound of the shot, but I knew Rankin had fired and hit his target. — "Rankin! You bloodly murdering bastard." — But my words were swamped by a ... more »tearing crash as the plane hit the side of the mountain...« less