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Before he launched the briefing, Rojas looked at Pitt solemnly. "I am sorry to hear your father was a passenger on board the ship. When we spoke on thephone you didn't mention your relationship."
"You're well informed," said Pitt.
"I've been in hourly communication with your President's security adviser."
"You'll be happy to know that the intelligence people in Washington who briefed me on the situation praised your efficiency."
Rojas's official bearing crumbled. He had not expected such a compliment. He began to loosen up. "I regret I can't give you encouraging news. No new evidence has turned up since you departed the United States. I can, however, offer you a drink of our fine Uruguayan brandy."
"Sounds good to me," Giordino said without hesitation. "Especially on a rainy day."
Rojas nodded to his aide. "Lieutenant, if you will do us the honors."
Then the Colonel leaned over the table and pieced together several enlarged black-and-white satellite images until he had a mosaic of the waters stretching three hundred kilometers off the coast. "I take it you're all familiar with satellite imagery?"
Rudi Gunn nodded. "NUMA currently has three satellite oceanography programs in progress to study currents, eddys, surface winds and sea ice."
"But none are focusing on this section of the South Atlantic," said Rojas. "Most geographic information systems are aimed north."
"Yes, you're quite right." Gunn adjusted his glasses and examined the photo blowups on the table. "I see you've used the Earth Resources Tech Satellite."
"Yes, the Landsat."
"And you used a powerful graphic system to show ships at sea. "
"We had a piece of luck," Rojas continued. "The polar orbit of the satellite takes it over the sea off Uruguay only once every sixteen days. It arrived at a most opportune time.
"The Landsat's primary use is for geological survey," said Gunn. "The cameras are usually shut down when it orbits over the oceans to conserve energy. How did you get the images?"
"Immediately after the search was ordered," explained Rojas, "our meteorological defense section was alerted to provide weather forecasts for the patrol boats and aircraft. One of the meteorologists had an inspiration and checked the Landsat's orbit and found it would pass over the search area. He sent an urgent request to your government to Turn it on. The cameras were engaged with an hour to spare and the signals sent to a receiving station in Buenos Aires."
"Could a target the size of the Lady Flamborough show up on a Landsat image?" asked Giordino.
"You won't see detail like you would in a high-resolution photo from a defense intelligence satellite," replied Pitt, "but she should be as visible as a pinprick."
"You described her perfectly," said Rojas. "See for yourselves."
He set a large magnified viewing lens with an interior light over a tiny section of the satellite photo mosaic. Then he stood back.
Pitt was the first to look. "I can make out two, no, three vessels."
"We have identified all three."
Rojas turned and nodded to Captain Flores, who began to read aloud from a sheet of paper, struggling with his English as if reciting in front of a class. "The largest ship is a Chilean ore carrier, the Cabo Gallegos, bound from Punta Arenas to Dakar with a load of coal."
"The northbound vessel, just coming into view on the bottom edge of the image?" asked Pitt.
"Yes," Flores agreed. "That is the Cabo Gallegos. The one opposite on the top is southbound. She's of Mexican registry. A container ship, the General Bravo, carrying supplies and oil-drilling equipment to San Pablo."
"Where's San Pablo?" asked Giordino.
"A small port city on the tip of Argentina," replied Rojas. "There was an oil strike there last year."
"The vessel between them and closer toward shore is the Lady Flamborough. " Flores spoke the cruise liner's name as if he were giving a eulogy.
Rojas's aide appeared with the bottle of brandy and five glasses. The Colonel raised his and said, "Saludos."
"Salute," the Americans acknowledged.
