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Tidi shook her head. "I don't know. I still see the pain in her eyes when he squeezed her neck."
"Maybe she's a masochist and Rondheim's a sadist," Sandecker said.
"If Rondheim is masterminding these terrible murders, you must turn everything you know over to the proper authorities,"
Tidi pleaded. "If you persist in pushing this thing too far, both of you might be killed."
Pitt made a sad face. "It's shameful, Admiral.
Your own secretary is vastly underestimating her two favorite people." He turned and looked dolefully at Tidi. "How could you?"
Sandecker sighed. "It's almost impossible to find loyalty in an employee these days."
"Loyalty!" Tidi looked at them as if they had gone mad. "What other girl would let herself be dragged over half the world in uncomfortable military cargo planes, frozen on smelly old boats in the middle of the North Atlantic, and be subjected to constant male harassment for the meager salary I'm paid. If that isn't loyalty, I'd like to know what you typical inconsiderate men call it?"
"Crap! that's what I call it," Sandecker said. He put his hands on her shoulders and looked warmly into her eyes. "Believe me, Tidi, I value your friendship and your concern fo
r my welfare very highly, and I'm certain Dirk prizes you just as highly.
But you must understand, a close friend and three of my people have been murdered and an attempt made on Dirk here. I'm not the kind of guy who hides under a mattress and calls a cop. By God, this whole bung-twisting mess was pushed on us by persons unknown. When we find out who they are-then and only then-will I stand back and let the law and its enforcers take over. Are you with me?"
The surprise of Sandecker's sudden display of affection held, then slowly passed from Tidi's face and big tears began to well in her eyes.
She pressed her head against the admiral's chest. "I feel such a monkey," she murmured. "I'm always shooting off my mouth.
Next time it runs away from me, please stuff a gag in it."
"You can count on it," he said more softly than Pitt had ever heard him. Sandecker held Tidi another minute before he released her. "Okay, let's up anchor and get the hell back to Reykjavik." The old familiar gravel tone was back. "I could use a nice hot toddy."
Pitt suddenly stiffened, held up a hand for silence, and stepped to the wheelhouse doorway and listened intently. It was very faint, but it was there. Through the blanket of mist it came as a steady drone: the sound of an engine running at very high rpm's.
Chapter 11
"Do you hear it, Admiral?"
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"I hear it." Sandecker was at his shoulder. "About three miles, coming fast." He concentrated for a few seconds. "I make it dead ahead."
Pitt nodded. "Coming straight toward us." He stared unseeing into the fog. "Sounds strange, almost like the whine of an aircraft engine. They must have radar. No helmsman with half a brain would run at full speed in this weather."
"They know we're here then," Tidi whispered, as though someone beyond the railing would hear.
"Yes, they know we're here," Pitt acquiesced.
"Unless I'm much mistaken, they're coming to investigate us. An innocent passing stranger would give us a wide berth the minute our blip showed on his scope.
This one is hunting for trouble. I suggest we provide them with a little sport."
"Like three rabbits waiting to play games with a pack of wolves," Sandecker said. "They'll outman us ten to one, and . . ." he added softly, "they're undoubtedly armed to the teeth. Our best bet is the Sterlings. Once we're under way, our visitors stand as much chance of catching us as a cocker spaniel after a greyhoud in heat."
"Don't bet on it, Admiral. If they know we're here, they also know what boat we've got and how fast it will go. To even consider boarding us, they'd have to have a craft that could outrace The Grimsi.
I'm banking on the hunch they've got it."
"A hydrofoil. Is that it?" Sandecker asked slowly.
"Exactly," Pitt answered. "Which means their top speed could be anywhere between forty-five and sixty knots."
