He snapped his fingers. The bodyguards stepped forward.
High in the Swiss Alps, the Grimsel Pass was swallowed by a moonless night. The only light came from a black limousine idling on the icy road. A gaunt man in a pinstripe suit—Herr Silber—stood waiting. Beside him were two hulking bodyguards. Tintin In Switzerland Pdf
“Yes, from the ‘Helvetic Credit Union.’ Very helpful! He’s meeting us at the pass tonight!” He snapped his fingers
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He looked at Snowy. “Tomorrow, Snowy. Tomorrow we send this to the world press.” The only light came from a black limousine
“Professor Calculus! And you brought a friend,” Herr Silber said, his smile as cold as the glacier wind. “The famous Tintin. How… inconvenient.”
Tintin’s blood ran cold. He ran a hand over his quiff. “Calculus? In danger?” He grabbed his phone. No answer from Marlinspike Hall. He called Snowy. “Snowy… we’re going to Switzerland.”