...., a sound that made CT sit bolt upright. He would know that sound anywhere. It was the sound of a worn-out Bluehead Rotax starter, and he knew straight away from that horrible sound, that the starter was poleing out - which sound was music to his ears.
Ever since he'd started (no pun intended) his major electrical repair shop at DG International Airport (specialising in ripping off aviators for minor electrical repairs (regularly repeating the company advertising line, that went, "we can't be too safe in the skies, can we?"), CT gloated whenever he heard an electrical fault of any kind.
There was no getting away from his money-grubbing grasp, there wasn't an electrical repairer with 100kms of DG International that had the skills, the parts, the servicing ability, that CT had.
He'd started in the electrical business at age 5, tearing cranky Morris Minor starters apart, then telling the owners the starter was buggered (of course it was, once CT had got to it), and they were up for a new one. And of course, CT always just happened to have a new Morry Minor starter on hand.
Then came the fateful day when one particular Morry Minor owner turned nasty at the news that a new Morry Minor starter was $450 from CT's shop, and this sent the Morry Minor owner into a rage, whereby CT suddenly realised that.........