The night mechanic’s name was Davo.
Iven learned it when he came to the service yard and found the man writing it beneath the afternoon maintenance entry. Davo had slept, eaten and come back with a clean shirt under the same oil-stained working coat. He looked at the daylight plan before he looked at Iven.
“You found the blind side.”
“Yes. Moved the position.”
“And put the operator where the field men can see him.”
Iven followed his finger along the drawing.
The new position gave a clear view of the release line and the approach. It also put the person standing there above the lower edge of the service housing, visible from the inner perimeter. The morning test had answered the mechanical question. Davo had brought the person back into the picture.
They went to look.
