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n't think he blinked； They were like fish eyes。 Dead with no emotion in them。〃
〃You said he spoke to you。〃
〃I must have passed out。 When I awoke； I was lying on my bunk。 He was bending over me。 His breath was so foul； it was all I could do not to vomit。 The ship was quiet。 There was only that voice； soft like the hissing of a snake。 Almost hypnotic。 He said he had killed everyone on the ship except me。 They were leaving me alive to deliver a message。〃 Her body convulsed into choking sobs； but her anger helped her pull herself together and she continued。 〃He wanted NUMA to know that this was revenge for killing his Guardians and violating the 'sacred precincts。' He said he wanted Kurt Austin。〃
〃You're sure he called me by name？〃
〃I wouldn't make a mistake about something like that。 I said that you weren't here。 They knew you were on the Argo。 I told him this wasn't the Argo。 He had one of his men check。 When he learned he was on the wrong ship； he flew into a rage。 He said to tell NUMA and the U。S。 that this was a small taste of the destruction that was yet to e。〃
〃Is there anything else？〃
〃That's all I remember。〃 She stared dumbly。
Austin thanked her and went over to where his pack was lying on the deck。 He pulled out his Globalstar phone。 Within seconds； he was talking to Gunn。 〃Are you still in the air？〃
〃Just barely。 We're running on fumes； but we'll make it。 Are you and Joe okay？〃
〃We're fine。〃
Gunn sensed from Austin's tone that there was more be… hind the terse reply。 〃What's the situation on the Hunter？〃
〃I'd rather not say over the phone； but it's about as bad as it can get。〃
Gunn said； 〃Help is on its way。 I talked to Sandecker； and he called his friends in the navy。 They're grateful for getting the NR…1's crew back。 When he said you needed some assistance； they broke a cruiser off from NATO exercises in the area。〃
〃I wouldn't mind an aircraft carrier at this point； but a cruiser will be fine。〃
〃The ship will be there within two hours。 Anything else you need？〃
Austin's eyes hardened and a razor…sharp edge came into his voice。 〃Yeah。 I'd like about five minutes with a certain bug…eyed freak。〃
…25…
THE NAVY PUT an armed party aboard the Sea Hunter； but nothing could be done until an investigation team arrived。 Austin needed no forensic expert to tell him the murderous sequence of events that had transpired aboard the unsuspecting ship。 The attackers had arrived by sea； silently stolen onto the vessel； then made their way through the ship and systematically slaughtered everyone on her except for the one witness they purposely left alive。 A maniac who talked of revenge had led the attack。
The message left with the sole survivor made it clear that the raid was payback： Austin called NUMA headquarters and asked that a warning be issued to all the agency's vessels； especially those in the Mediterranean area。 He felt responsible despite Zavala's argument that no one could have anticipated the savage attack on the Sea Hunter： He could barely keep his anger under control。 Zavala recognized the cold； distant expression on Austin's face； and he knew the contest between Austin and the killers had bee intensely personal。 If he hadn't seen what Boris and his minions bad done on the NUMA ship； he might have felt sorry for them。
The trip back to Istanbul on the navy cruiser was uneventful。 Austin and Zavala arrived at their Istanbul hotel in the wee hours of the morning。 An overnight FedEx packet from the States awaited Austin at the front desk。 He took it up to his room and smiled as he read the note inside the envelope； 〃Herewith is enclosed information on the Odessa Star。 Will forward more as unearthed。 Haven't you forgotten you owe me something？ P。〃 Austin called the hotel concierge and said a large tip would be forthing if he could dig up a recipe for imam bayidi and forward it to Perlmutter。 Then he scanned the material on the Odessa Star。
The Lloyd's record was enlightening； but Austin didn't know what to make of the story of the little mermaid and filed it in the back of his mind。 Perlmutter's description of the strange conversation with Dodson caught his attention。 Curious。 Why would the English lord hang up on Perlmutter？ For an old derelict； the Odessa Star elicited strong reactions。 At the mere mention of the vessel； Dodson had rolled down a curtain of silence。
Austin picked up the phone and called Zavala's room。 〃Cool your jets； my friend。 I'm almost packed；〃 Zavala said。
〃I'm happy to hear that。 How would you like to take a slight detour through England？ I need you to talk to somelone。 I'd do it myself； but Rudi and I have to get back to Washington to fill Sandecker in。〃 Austin was also aware of his own impatience and sometimes intimidating physical presence and reasoned that the soft…spoken Zavala might fare better with a reluctant source。
〃No problem。 I may look up a lady friend in Chelsea … 〃
〃She'll be devastated when she learns you won't have time for socializing。 This won't wait；〃 he said； his voice serious。 〃I'm bringing you something I'd like you to read。〃 Austin went next door to Zavala's room。 While Zavala dove into the material from Perlmutter； Austin called the concierge again and asked him to find a seat for Joe on the next flight to London。 The concierge said he had finished faxing the recipe to Perlmutter and would do his best。 Austin knew there were at least two ways of getting things done in Istanbul； the official route and the unofficial way； which relied on a network of family and friends and the leverage of IOUs for old favors。 The concierge was apparently well connected because he found the last seat on a plane leaving within two hours。
Zavala finished reading the material。 After conferring with Austin； he got on the phone and called Dodson。 Identifying himself as a researcher for NUMA； he said he would be in London the following day and asked to talk to Dodson about his family's historical involvement in Britain's naval history and service to the Crown。 It was a thinly veiled excuse that wouldn't get past a kindergarten teacher； but if Dodson suspected the subterfuge； he didn't let on。 He said he would be available all day and gave directions to his house。
AS THE BRITISH Airways jet began the final approach to Heathrow Airport； Zavala looked off toward London with longing in his soulful eyes。 He wondered if the auburn…haired journalist he had dated still lived in Chelsea and thought how nice it would be to catch up on old times over tandoori at a favorite Indian restaurant on Oxford Street。 With Herculean resolve； he pushed the thought from his mind。 Prying an old family secret out of a reluctant British aristocrat would be hard enough without feminine distractions。
Zavala breezed through customs； picked up his rental car and headed for the Cotswolds； the historic Gloucestershire countryside a few hours' drive from London。 He hoped none of the bean counters back at NUMA would have a heart attack when they saw the bill for renting a Jaguar convertible。 Zavala rationalized that the small luxury helped pensate for the dent NUMA was putting in his love life。 At this rate； he ruminated grimly； he'd be joining a monastery。
Turning off the main highway； he drove briskly along meandering narrow roads； some no wider than cow paths； doing his best to stay to the left。 The picturesque landscape looked like pictures from a calendar。 The rolling hills and pastures were almost unnatural in their greenness。 Sturdy houses of honey…brown stone clustered in the villages and dotted the unspoiled countryside。
Lord Dodson lived in a tiny hamlet that looked like a village in one of those British mysteries； the ones in which everyone is suspected of the vicar's murder。 Dodson's house stood off by itself on a winding lane slightly wider than the car。 Zavala followed a gravel drive hemmed in by hedgerows and pulled up next to a vintage Morris Minor pickup truck。 The truck was parked in front of a substantial two…story structure of warm brown stone and dark tile roof。 The cottage was nothing like the manor Zavala had imagined an English lord would live in。 A stone wall ringed the