按键盘上方向键 ← 或 → 可快速上下翻页，按键盘上的 Enter 键可回到本书目录页，按键盘上方向键 ↑ 可回到本页顶部！
————未阅读完？加入书签已便下次继续阅读！
〃The facts are on your side； of course；〃 said Pitt。 He paused a moment； running his long fingers through his hair。 〃Still； I can't help wondering if Heibert isn't connected in some way。〃 His eyes shifted from the old German to the great white dog and he felt a vague tension grip his body。 Intrigue hung heavily around them。 He came to the villa at Teri's invitation expecting only to enjoy a quiet dinner。 Instead； he found himself engaged In a battle of wits with her uncle； a shrewd old Teuton who； Pitt was certain； knew more about the raid on Brady Field than he was telling。 It was time to cast a spear and the hell with the consequences。 He locked his eyes on von Till。 〃If the Hawk of Macedonia really did vanish sixty years ago and reappeared yesterday； the interesting question is； where did he spend his time between？ In heaven； in hell。 。 。 or on Thasos？〃
A confused look replaced von Till's arrogant mask。 〃I don't quite understand what you mean。〃
〃Mean hell；〃 snarled Pitt。 〃Either you're taking me for a plete fool or else you're acting like one。 I don't think I should be telling you about the attack on Brady Field； but rather you should be telling me。〃 He lingered over the words； enjoying the situation。
Von Till was on his feet in an instant； his oval face contorted with anger。 〃You have probed too far and too deep。 Major Pitt； into areas that don't concern you。 I shall take no more of your absurd implications。 I must ask you to leave my villa。〃
A look of contempt crossed Pitt's face。 〃Whatever's fair；〃 he said turning to the stairway。
Von Till glared at him bitterly。 〃No need to return through the study； Major；〃 he said pointing to a small doorway that clung to the far wall of the balcony。 〃This corridor will lead you to the front entrance。〃
〃I'd like to see Teri before I leave。〃
〃I see no reason to prolong your presence。〃 Von Till blew a contemptuous cloud of smoke toward Pitt's face； driving home the angered words。 〃I also demand that you never see or talk to my niece again。〃
Pitt's hand clenched into fists。 〃And if I do？'
Von Till smiled menacingly。 〃I will not threaten you； Major。 If you persist in exercising aggressive stupidity； I shall merely punish Teri。〃
〃You rotten shit…eating kraut；〃 Pitt snarled； fighting down a surging urge to kick von Till in the crotch。 〃I don't know what the hell your little conspiracy amounts to； but I can definitely go on record as stating that I'll take great personal pleasure in screwing it up。 And I can begin by telling you that the attack on Brady Field failed to achieve its intention。 The National Underwater Marine Agency's ship is staying right where it's anchored until its scientific research activities are pleted。〃
Von Till's hands trembled but his face remained impassive。 〃Thank you； Major。 That is a bit of information I did not expect quite so soon。
At last； the old kraut is dropping his guard； Pitt thought。 There could be no doubt about it now； it was von Till who had plotted to get rid of the First Attempt。 But why？ The question still remained unanswered。 Pitt tried a shot in the dark。 〃You're wasting your time； von Till。 The divers on the First Attempt have already discovered the sunken treasure。 They're in the act of raising it now。〃
Von Till broke out in a broad smile； and Pitt knew immediately the lie was a mistake。
〃A very poor attempt； Major。 You could not be more wrong。〃
He drew the Luger from under his armpit and pointed the dark blue barrel at Pitt's neck。 Then he opened the corridor door。 〃If you please？〃 he said； beckoning with the gun toward the threshold。
Pitt took a quick glance through the darkened doorway。 The corridor beyond was dimly lighted with candles and seemed pletely deserted。 He hesitated。 〃Please express my thanks to Teri for the excellent dinner。〃
〃I shall pass on your pliment〃
〃And thank you； Herr von Till；〃 Pitt said sarcastically； 〃for your hospitality。〃
Von Till smirked； clicked his heels and bowed。 〃It was my pleasure〃 He placed a hand on the head of the dog； whose lip curled； showing a prodigious white fang。
The door's archway was low and Pitt had to stoop to enter the tunnel…like entrance。 He took a few cautious steps。
〃Major Pitt！〃
〃Yes；〃 Pitt replied； turning and facing the fat shadow at the entryway。
There was a sadistic anticipation in von Till's voice。 〃it is a pity you will not be able to witness the next flight of the yellow Albatros。〃
Before Pitt could answer the door slammed shut and a heavy bolt dropped into its catch like a thunder…clap and echoed ominously toward the unseen reaches of the dim corridor。
7
A spasm of anger swept over Pitt。 He was half tempted to slam his fist against the door； but one look at the heavy planking changed his mind。 Turning again to the corridor； he found it still empty。 He shivered unconsciously。 He had no illusions as to what lay ahead。 It was certain now that von Till never meant for him to leave the villa alive。 He remembered the knife and felt a tinge of assurance as he slipped it out of his sock。 The flickering yellow light from the candles； mounted in rusted metal holders high on the walls。 glinted dully on the blade and made the tiny pointed knife look woefully inadequate for the job of self…defense。 Only one forting thought ran through Pitt's mind： However small； the knife was better than nothing。
Suddenly a blast of heavy； chilling air blew through the corridor like an invisible hand and snuffed out the candles； leaving Pitt standing in a sea of suffocating blackness。
His senses strained to penetrate the gloom； but could detect no sound； no glimmer of light。
〃Now the fun begins；〃 he murmured； bracing his body for the unknown。
Pitt's spirits touched zero and he could feel the first terror striking symptoms of panic edging rapidly into his mind。 He remembered reading somewhere that nothing is more horrifying or unprehending to the human mind than total darkness。 To not know or be able to perceive what lies beyond one's sight or touch； acts on the brain like a short circuit in a puter it runs amok。 What the brain cannot see； it creates； usually some nightmarish event that is grossly exaggerated or embellished like a delusion of being bitten by a shark or run over by a lootive while locked in a closet Recalling the semi…amusing phraseology； he grinned in the darkness and the first probes of panic slowly reversed into a sensation of logic calm。
His next thought was to use the Zippo to relight the candles。 But if someone or something were awaiting in the ambush further down the corridor； he reasoned； it would be best to remain in pitch darkness and keep them at the same disadvantage。 Stooping； he quickly unlaced his shoes； discarding them； and began inching along the cool wall。 The corridor led him past several wooden doors； each barred by large bands of iron。 He was in the midst of testing one of the doors when he paused； listening intently。
There was a sound somewhere ahead in the blackness。 It was indefinable and inexplicable； but quite audible。 It could have been a moan or a growl； Pitt didn't know which。 Then the sound faded and died into nothingness。
Determined now that a real menace was waiting； som