They had spent a cold, uncomfortable night drifting on the container in the Tyrrhenian sea towards the city of Naples. Dennis guessed that they were a couple of miles out and he thanked their luck that they’d not drifted out to sea. A passing ship had spotted them and alerted the Italian navy who had sent a patrol boat out to pick them up. After being given dry clothes, food and drink, they were detained under house arrest until De Luca had driven to Naples with Natalie to pick them up. Hutchinson had slept in the car during the drive back to Rome and Dennis had told of their story. When Sonnenburg saw them walk into his office his face split into a large grin. “Welcome back to the Vatican,” he said, “And may I say how pleased I am to see you both still in one piece,” he said to Dennis and Hutchinson, “Though I see you are both sporting some nasty bruises. Have you seen a doctor?” They both nodded.Sonnenburg gestured towards the large screen on the wall. “You’ll be interested to know that we have received correspondence from the British military intelligence service.
