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"Hmmm?" He seemed lost in reverie.
Ben perked up, pushing off the wall he had been leaning on. The others too were staring at them with interest.
"Let's be honest here," she said. "Are we here to investigate this continent or rape it?"
Blakely's eyebrows arched.
"We all know science doesn't pay"-she waved at the steel cage-"this well. More's at stake than just an archaeological investigation."
"True," Blakely said, taking off his glasses and rubbing at the bridge of his nose, "but let me assure you, first and foremost I am a scientist. To me, the mission has been and always will be a scientific one. That is one of the reasons I chose you to head this team, Professor Carter. I want this mission to remain a scientific venture. But we don't live in a vacuum. This mission does have some significant economic and political ramifications."
Blakely added, "Don't be so quick to judge. It gets the bills paid. Gets me my equipment." He pointed at the others, then at her. "And it gets me a prime team."
"Still," she said, "what's the final tradeoff for this exploration? If we end up with a strip-mined and blasted continent… that's too hefty a price tag. I can live without answering the mystery of the caverns."
He stared at her, a sad look on his face. "Can you really, Professor Carter?"
She opened her mouth to declare her convictions, but the lie would not come out. She had asked Blakely to be honest. Could she be any less? She remembered the diamond figurine, glowing in the last rays of the setting sun. She closed her mouth. Damn.
He nodded and pointed down. "Here it comes."
Just then a breeze rushed into the cage, blowing back her parka hood. A warm breeze! At the same time, light burst up from below. The elevator had just dropped into the cavern.
The ceiling of the cave, illuminated from below, dripped with damp stalactites, huge mountains hanging upside down. Several reached to the floor to form gigantic pillars. A natural colonnade. The elevator was descending beside a pillar twice the diameter of their own cage. Ashley noticed someone had scrawled graffiti on the column. An arrow pointing down with the rough-lettered words, "Hell… one mile!"
Ben frowned. "Defacing a cavern. That's not only poor taste, but among cavers it's considered bad luck."
Blakely scowled at his assistant Roland. "Let's get that removed-today."
Ashley shook her head; droplets flew from the tip of her nose. She wiped her brow. Damp. The humidity must be close to a hundred percent. But the air! She inhaled deeply. It was so clean.
She squinted, but the far wall was blocked by the massive pillar. Damn. She had hoped to spy the dwellings.
"Mom! Look!" Jason pointed toward the cavern floor.
Sighing in exasperation, she stood on tiptoe, leaning her forehead against the cold bars. Below, buildings and tents dotted the floor, lit by searchlights and festooned with lamps. A deep chasm, like a black wound, cut the base in two. A lighted bridge crossed the gap, linking the two halves. It was their destination.
Alpha Base.
"Look over here," Linda exclaimed. "You can see fish!"
Ashley sidled behind Linda, placing a hand on her shoulder, peering over and down.
At the edge of Alpha Base, reflecting the lights of the camp, was a mammoth lake, covering several hundred acres, rippling gently. From above, a few glowing residents of the lake could be seen gliding and darting under the glassy surface. Strangely poetic.
"Cool," Jason exclaimed.
"And how, mate." Ben nudged Ashley with an elbow. "Amazing, ain't it?"
Ashley nodded, her mind numb. Anxious to explore, her qualms from a moment ago were a dim memory. "Am I remembering correctly? Did you say the cavern was five miles across?
Blakely nodded, a smile playing about his lips. "Approximately."
Ben whistled.
Within minutes, the cage settled to the cavern floor, secure in its berth. A uniformed escort stood ready to guide them to their quarters. Blakely faced the group. "We're home!"
SEVEN
Alpha Base, Antarctica
ASHLEY WATCHED WITH A SMIRK AS JASON DARTED around his bedroom. Her own room in the two-bedroom suite was just as impressive. Hard to believe each member of the team had a separate suite in the main dormitory of the base. The perks of working on this mission were getting better and better. Lace curtains, walnut desks, thick upholstered chairs, designer wallpaper. Who would have thought they were two miles underground?
"Look, Mom." He pointed to a desk in the corner of his room. "A real Pentium II. Not one of those slowpoke clones."
She hated to burst his balloon, but he had to learn sometime. "That's for your homework."
Jason turned to her, his jaw hanging open. "It's the beginning of summer, Mom!"
"It's only a couple hours each day. While I'm gone, I want you to put this time to use. There's a library on the base. I want you to check out two books while I'm gone and write a book report on each."
His looked aghast, his eyes wide. "Some summer!"
"It'll be fun. Roland will be"-she dare not say 'baby-sitting,' or Jason would never forgive her-"watching you. He'll be staying here while I'm gone. I expect you to mind him."
He scrunched up his face, irate.
"If you mind your manners and do your homework… without sulking… there are some surprises in store for you."
"Yeah," he said, his voice thick with skepticism. "Like what?"
"First, I found a martial arts expert on the base who can continue your lessons here. If you want to get your yellow belt by year's end, you're gonna need to practice while I'm gone."
The black cloud over his face lifted just a bit.
"Plus, they have electric bikes and Jet Skis to ride."
Jason grimaced. "Why electric?"
"To help protect the ecosystem they limit the number of combustion engines down here. It's the military's small contribution to cavern preservation." Ashley remembered Ben's scowl as they traveled across the base, grumbling the entire way about the blatant abuse of the fragile ecology. Still, Jason's pout drew back her attention. She brushed some loose strands of hair away from her face. "But, Jason, that's not all they have planned. There's also fishing, basketball, you name it. Plenty to keep you entertained while I'm gone. And if you do well with your studies, Dr. Blakely has promised you can join him in the control room and help monitor our progress. You'll even be able to talk to me."
"Well, I guess that's okay," Jason said, still pouting a bit.
