Helga In The Tower of London:

“Edward,” Churchill exclaimed, “you did not let me know about Helga von Wessel!” He threw out his arms to take in the whole dining room at the Savoy. “She surprised me by barging in here. I didn’t invite her. She invited herself.”

Edward tried to get hold of himself. He had not been expecting this at all. Even his wife hung back in the shadows unseen by Helga, bracing herself for she did not know what would come next. But he had to think fast.

“I did not have a chance to tell you, sir,” Edward forced himself to step into the room though his wife continued to hang back in the shadows beyond the doorway. “I was imprisoned in an Ice Palace in Denali National Park. I could not communicate with anyone until I managed to escape. You got one report from me then. But basically I was trying to get back here as fast as possible to talk to you first.”

Helga threw back her head and laughed. “You know you cannot escape me, Edward. You should know that by now. Just because you slipped out of Igor’s reach and evaded Dr. Frankenstein’s grasp, you cannot think that you evaded me! That would be too simpleton-like.”

Out of the corner of his eye Edward watched Lady Ware slip back into the shadows. He hoped she could read his mind. He could only keep his fingers crossed.

He took a seat beside Churchill so he could keep an eye on the door to the room without making Helga suspect anything.

“You must give me your latest map, the one you are hoarding,” Helga leaned across the table. “Khrushchev wants to know what you are up to. And I would not suggest you thwart me or even attempt to do so. I showed you what I almost did with your wife and could easily do again,” Helga looked at Edward with a barely concealed threat in her eye.
Edward exchanged looks with Churchill.

Churchill was a past master at this sort of thing. He took out a map from his desk that Edward knew to be a fake. He kept it there for that express purpose. He thrust it in front of her with great drama.

Helga began to pour over it. She was so absorbed that she did not hear the door opening from behind with barely a sound. Edward did not move an inch. Neither did Churchill as Dora, Lady Ware, approached Helga from behind with her pistol at the ready. She stuck her in the back and said, “The game is up.”

Helga gave a little shriek. Edward did not give her a chance to recover before he grabbed her. Churchill pushed a button and spoke into the microphone installed for him at his table at the Savoy, the one reserved just for the Prime Minister. “Send me the sergeant at arms back at Whitehall. I keep him around to make sudden arrests.”

Helga was marched off to a holding cell in the Tower of London.

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Edward Flees Alaska And Returns To Britain:

Edward drove the team far away from the underground prison in Denali. He even was careful not to stop at the Ice Palace where he knew Helga von Wessel would still be waiting for him. He gave it a wide berth and kept on going towards the entrance to the park. Edward planned on visiting the same location later today anyway. It was the rendezvous point where he was supposed to meet Winston Churchill’s messenger.

Everyday when Edward and Dora were in the Denali area looking for clues about the Russians and Churchill had no idea what they would find. Eisenhower didn’t either. Churchill was supposed to send news briefings for Edward knowing there was no way he could keep abreast of current events locked in the wilderness without any sort of communication devices. Likewise Edward was supposed to use the opportunity to send news of what he was discovering or not discovering back to Churchill and asking for supplies or anything else he might need.

Instead of sending news or asking for supplies this time, Edward arrived just minutes before the appointed messenger did ready to bail out. As soon as the messenger appeared, he and Dora climbed aboard the messenger’s sled. Edward let the dog team go. He knew they would return to their place of origin.

“We’re going back,” Edward told the man.

He nodded.

“You would hardly believe what is going on back there,” Edward confessed to the messenger as they pulled away.

They were soon back in port along the Alaska Coast heading south. Edward attempted to send messages to Churchill whenever they docked. They finally reached Los Angeles and came ashore in Long Beach where Dora’s father came to import his rubber to make his tires for Benley Tire and Rubber. He immediately sent a cable to Churchill:

Kruschev running prison camp in Denali STOP There is even a runway STOP Goons and everything STOP Helga is there in force STOP

Edward and Dora took a train back across the country and hopped the Queen Mary back to Britain from New York. He finally arrived at the Savoy for his lunch appointment with the Prime Minister.

Edward could hardly believe his eyes when he entered the dining room. There in a private nook in the corner, Churchill’s favorite, sat the PM and Helga von Wessel. She looked up and smiled, “Hello, Edward, fancy meeting you here! All that way from Alaska, and I got here before you did.”

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