Bitemarks 3.4

The annoying thing about having only one day off in a week is that I have to spend it catching up on everything. I have two, yes two poems waiting to be typed up tomorrow and a dentist appointment and a bunch of other things. But lucky for you I can squeeze a Bitemarks in today. Now, where were we?

Bitemarks 3.4

Ed woke up to the sound of the hatch on the door opening. He hadn't been asleep very long. There was no way it was morning yet.
"That's him?"
"Yeah."
He didn't recognize the first voice but the second was the cop who'd arrested him.
"We thought it was gonna be a woman."
The hatch shut and Ed sprang from the bed and pressed his ear to the door. The rest of the conversation was muffled through the thick door.
"So what now?"
That was the cop again.
"I'm standing guard by this door 'til they finish armouring the transport and send it over. Shouldn't take them too long."
"He's really that dangerous?"
"I'm not authorised to give you details but if he gets out of there or tries anything I'm to shoot and the same goes for every cop in this place. You understand?"
"Yeah. Shit. I thought there was something funny about him, you know? Didn't think he was the guy you looking for 'til the prints matched."
"Well in another couple of hours it won't be your problem any more."
That was all they said and Ed presumed the cop had left. They'd mentioned prints and from the sound of it Ed guessed it was the army. They must think he was responsible for what had happened at the Arctic base. He thought he'd wiped off every print and mentally kicked himself for being sloppy. They must have been checking the police databases as he was brought in. Suddenly things didn't look so good. It was one thing for Alf to arrange to have him released from a police cell. But in the hands of the army and an armoured vehicle? He tapped on the hatch and called out.
"What time is it?"
"Two thirty am, sir."
Ed was surprised his guard had responded. Two thirty. His escort then was expected around four thirty. These guys worked fast. Whatever base they came from must be close. Aborfield? Ed didn't know the distance exactly but it seemed possible. If they took him there, what chance of escape would there be?