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"Did he say why?"
"Only that it was urgent."
Rojas didn't want to spill his coffee, so he took the elevator instead of the stairs. Flores, impeccable in a white navy dress uniform, greeted him on the first floor but offered no explanations as he escorted Rojas across the street to a large shed that housed the coastal rescue boats. Inside, a group of men were examining several mangled fragments that looked to the Colonel as if they came from a boat.
Captain Flores introduced him to Chavez and his son. "These fishermen have just brought in this wreckage, which they discovered in the channel," he explained. "They say it looked to them like a yacht had been crushed in a collision with a large ship."
"Why should a yachting accident concern special security?"
asked Rojas.
The Harbor Master, a man with cropped hair and a bristling mustache, spoke up. "It may well be a disaster that could cast a cloud on the economic summit." He paused and added, Rescue craft are on the scene now. So far no survivors have been found."
"Have you identified the yacht?"
"One of the scraps Mr. Chavez and his crew fished out of the water bears a nameplate. The craft was called the Lola."
Rojas shook his head. "I'm a soldier. Pleasure boats are not familiar.
Is the name supposed to mean something to me?"
"The yacht was named for the wife of Victor Rivera," answered Flores.
"You know him?"
Rojas stiffened. "I am acquainted with the Speaker of our Chamber of Deputies. The yacht was his?"
Registered in his name," Flores nodded. 'We've already contacted his secretary at her home. Gave her no information of course. Merely inquired as to Mr. Rivera's whereabouts' She said he was on board his yacht hosting a party for Argentinean and Brazilian diplomats."
"How many?" Rojas inquired, a fear growing within him.
"Rivera and his wife, twenty-three guests and five crew members. Thirty in all."
"Names?"
"The secretary did not have the guest list in front of her. I've taken the liberty of sending my aide to Rivera's headquarters for a copy."
"I think it best if I take command of the investigation from this point," stated Rojas officially.
"The Navy stands ready to offer every assistance," said Flores, happy to wash his hands of any authority.
Rojas turned to the Harbor Master. "What ship was involved with the collision?"
"A mystery. No ship has arrived or departed the harbor in the last ten hours."
"Is it possible for a ship to enter port without you knowing?"
"A captain would be stupid to try it without calling for a pilot. "
"Is it possible?" Rojas persisted.
"No," stated the Harbor Master firmly. "No oceangoing ship could dock or moor in the harbor without my being aware of it."
Rojas accepted that. "Suppose one sailed out?"
The Harbor Master considered the question for a few moments. Then he gave a slight nod. "One could not cast off from a dock without my knowledge. But if the vessel was anchored offshore, if her skipper or his officers knew the channel, and if she ran without lights, she might make it out to sea unnoticed. But I must say it would be close to a miracle."
"Can you furnish Captain Flores with a list of moored ships?"
