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〃I've read that plot before；〃 Pitt said wearily。 He refocused his eyes on the virtual reality display that pictured the terrain ahead in extreme detail through a powerful night…vision scope mounted in the nose of the M400。 It was like traveling inside a pinball machine。 The mountainous landscape approached and flashed past in a blur。 A box in the corner displayed speed； altitude； fuel range； and distance to their destination in red and orange digital numbers。 Pitt recalled using a similar system on the aircraft they had flown searching for the hijacked cruise ship over an area of the Chilean fjords not more than a hundred miles south of their present position。
Pitt looked out the bubble canopy at the glacier below。 He breathed a sigh of relief at seeing the worst of the mountains fall behind。 The moon's rays reflected on a smooth glacier with irregular crevasses slicing through its surface every half mile。 The ice spread wider as it flowed toward its rendezvous with the fjord before melting and emptying into the sea。
They were through the worst of the mountains now； and Pitt could discern lights on the horizon beyond the glacier。 He knew they were not stars； because they were clustered and twinkling at too low an altitude。 He also knew that because of the crisp atmosphere； the lights were much farther away than they looked。 Then gradually； almost imperceptibly； he became aware of other light clusters against a plain of pure black。 Another five minutes and they were solidly； unmistakably there； the lights of four monstrous ships that blazed like small cities in the night。
〃Our objective is in sight；〃 he said evenly； without emotion。
〃Damn！〃 muttered Giordino。 〃Just when I was ing to the exciting climax。〃
〃Relax。 You have another ten minutes to finish it。 Besides； I already know how it es out。〃
Giordino looked over at him。 〃You do？〃
Pitt nodded seriously。 〃The butler did it。〃
Giordino gave a menacing Fu Manchu squint to his eyes and went back to his book。
The Moller M400 did not fly directly over the lights of the shipyard and the great ships nearby in the fjord。 Instead； as if it had a mind of its own； which it did； it banked on a course southwest。 Pitt could do little but gaze at the blaze of lights rising on the starboard side of the aircraft。
〃Finished。〃 Giordino sighed。 〃And in case you're interested； it wasn't the butler who killed ten thousand people； it was a mad scientist〃 He stared out the canopy at the thousands of lights。 〃Won't they pick us up on their detection systems？〃
〃A slim possibility at best。 The Moller M400 is so small； it's invisible to all but the most sophisticated military radar。〃
〃I hope you're right；〃 said Giordino； stretching。 〃I'm very modest when it es to wele mittees。〃
Pitt beamed a little penlight on his chart。 〃At this point the puter is giving us a choice between swimming underwater for two miles or walking four miles across a glacier to reach the shipyard。〃
〃Hiking across a glacier in the dark doesn't sound inviting；〃 said Giordino。 〃What if Mrs。 Giordino's little boy falls down a crevasse and isn't found for ten thousand years？〃
〃Somehow I can't picture you lying in a display case in a museum； being stared at by thousands of people。〃
〃I see nothing wrong with being a star attraction from another time；〃 Giordino said pompously。
〃Did it ever occur to you that you'd probably be viewed in the nude？ You'd hardly set an example as a manly specimen from the twenty…first century。〃
〃I'll have you know I can hold my own with the best of them。〃
All further conversation came to an end as the Moller's ground speed began to fall away and it lost altitude。 Pitt elected to make their approach underwater； and he programmed the puter； instructing it to land at a preplanned site near the shoreline that had been pinpointed by satellite photo analysts at the CIA。 Minutes later； the M400's cascade vane systems on the engines altered their thrust through the duct exits and the craft came to a plete stop； hovering in the air in preparation for setting down。 All Pitt could see in the darkness was that they were about thirty feet over a narrow ravine。 Then the Moller descended and lightly touched the hard…rock ground。 Seconds later； the engines ceased their revolutions and the systems shut down。 The navigation readout proclaimed that it had landed only four inches off its programmed mark。
〃I've never felt so useless in my life；〃 said Pitt。
〃It does tend to make one feel redundant；〃 Giordino added。 Only then did he peer out of the canopy。 〃Where are we？〃
〃In a ravine about fifty yards from the fjord。〃
Pitt unlatched the canopy； raised it； and stepped out of the flying vehicle onto the hard ground。 The night was not silent。 The sounds of shipyard machinery working around the clock could be heard over the water。 He opened the rear seat and storage section and began passing the dive gear to Giordino； who laid the air tanks； back…mounted buoyancy pensators； weight belts； fins； and masks in a parallel row。 They both pulled on their boots and hoods； slipped into the pensators； and hoisted the twin air tanks onto each other's back。 Both carried chest packs； containing handguns； lights； and Pitt's trusty Globalstar phone。 The final items of equipment they removed from the M400 were two Torpedo 2000 diver propulsion vehicles； with dual battery…powered hulls； attached in parallel； that looked like small rockets。 Their top speed under water was 4。5 miles an hour； with a running time of one hour。
Pitt strapped a small directional puter； similar to the one he'd used in the Pandora Mine； on his left arm and set it to lock in on the GPS satellites。 He then punched in a code that translated the data onto a tiny monitor that showed their exact position in relation to the shipyard and the fjord's channel leading to it。
Giordino adjusted a spectral imaging scope over his face mask and switched it on。 The landscape suddenly materialized before his eyes； slightly fuzzy but distinct enough to see pebbles on the ground half an inch in diameter。 He turned to Pitt。
〃Time to go？〃
Pitt nodded。 〃Since you can see our way on land； you lead off and I'll take over when we reach the water。〃
Giordino simply gave a brief nod and said nothing。 Until they could safely penetrate the security defenses around the shipyard； there was nothing to say。 Pitt did not require telepathic powers to know what was in Giordino's mind。 He was mentally reliving the same thing as Pitt。
They were back six thousand miles in distance and twenty hours in time in Admiral Sandecker's office in the NUMA headquarters； talking their way into what had to be a scheme born under a cloud of madness。
〃MISTAKES were made；〃 said the admiral solemnly。 〃Dr。 O'Connell is missing。〃
〃I thought she was under round…the…clock surveillance by security agents；〃 Pitt said； annoyed at Ken Helm。
〃All anyone knows at this point is that she drove her daughter to get some ice cream。 While the wards sat outside the store in their car； Dr。 O'Connell and her daughter went insi