Sloan got into the pilot's seat, turned on the ignition, and, after the plane taxied along the surface of the ground for a moment or two, took off for SF. The takeoff was smooth--no hitches. A short while before landing, he picked up his portable phone and contacted Anya. Just before 08:00 Pacific Time, he picked up the microphone and said "SF Airport, this is William Sloan speaking! " "Hello, Mr. Sloan. We were expecting you ." Is there room enough for me to land or must I wait?" "Just a second,"SF Control said."Your usual space at the far end is available." Thank you",Sloan said. At around 08:15 Pacific Time, Sloan began his descent and landed at 9:00 Pacific Time. After having taken his suitcases from the plane, he walked back into the terminal in order to phone Derek..."Hello, Derek? " ..."Sloan, here!"... "Listen, we have to speak! Meet me on the beach below but don't use the front door. Use the secret passage in the library."
