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Giordino said stonily, "she'll be shoved under the water and mashed into the bottom. No trace of her would ever be found."
Dillenger gave Pitt a hard look. "After all the lost opportunities, do you think they finally intend to murder the crew and passengers?"
"I do."
"Why not before now?"
"The myriad of deceptions was a stall for time. Whoever ordered the hijacking had reasons for keeping Presidents Hasan and De Lorenzo alive.
I can't tell you why-"
"I can," said Hollis. "Akhmad Yazid is the instigator. He planned to take control of Egypt soon after it was announced that President Hasan and U.N. SecretaryGeneral Hala Kamil were abducted and presumed killed by unknown terrorists at sea. After he and his close supporters established a solid power base, he would claim his agents had found the ship, and then act the benevolent man of God and negotiate the hostages'
release."
"Crafty bastard," murmured Giordino. "A Nobel Peace Prize candidate for sure if he saved President De Lorenzo and Senator Pitt as a bonus."
"Naturally, Yazid would see that Hasan and Kamil met with an unfortunate accident on their return to Egypt."
"And he'd still come out pure as the driven snow," Giordino grunted.
"A grand sting," admitted Pitt. "Yet, according to the latest news reports, the military has remained neutral, and Hasan's cabinet has refused to resign and fold the present government.
Hollis nodded. "Yes, throwing Yazid's carefully calculated schedule out the window."
"So he's plotted himself into a corner," said Pitt. "End of stalling tactics, end of masquerades; this time around he has to send the Lady Flamborough into oblivion, or face the very real threat of intelligence sources ferreting out his role in the operation. "
"A theory with no leaks," agreed Hollis.
"So while we stand here the hijack leader is playing Russian Roulette with the glacier," said Gunn in a low voice. "He and his terrorist tewn may have already abandoned the ship and escaped by boat or helicopter, leaving the crew and passengers confined below, helpless."
"Could be we've missed the boat," Dillenger speculated somberly.
Hollis didn't see it that way. He scribbled a number on a slip of paper and handed it to Stewart. "Captain, please signal my communications officer on this frequency. Tell him the Major and I are returning to the airfield and to assemble the men for an immediate briefing."
"We'd like to go along," said Pitt with quiet determination. Hollis shook his head. "No way. You're civilians. You've had no assault training. Your request is out of line."
"My father is on that ship."
"I'm sorry," he said, but didn't sound it. "WMark it off to tough luck."
Pitt looked at Hollis, and his eyes were very cold. "One call to Washington and I could queer your entire service career."
Hollis's mouth tightened. "You get your kicks making threats, Mr.
Pitt?" He took a step forward. "We're not playing touch football here.
A lot of bodies are going to mess the decks of that ship in the next twelve hours. If my men and I do our jobs the way we've been trained, a thousand phone calls to the White House and Congress won't make a damn."
He took another step toward Pitt. "I know more rotten tricks than you'd learn in a lifetime. I could tear you to shreds with my bare hands '
No one in the room saw the movement, saw where it came from. One instant Pitt was standing casually with his arms at his sides, the next he was pressing the muzzle of a Colt forty-five-caliber automatic into Hollis's groin.
Dillenger crouched as if ready to spring. That was as far as he got.
Giordino came from behind and pinned the Major's arms to his sides in a bear hug that clamped like a steel trap.
"I won't bore you with our credentials," Pitt said calmly. "Take my word. Rudi, Al and I have enough experience to hold our own in a shooting war. I promise we won't interfere. I presume you'll lead your Special Operations Forces against the Lady Flamborough in a combined air and sea assault. We'll stay out of your way and follow from the land side."
