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"A U.S. missile frigate is sailing at full speed toward St. Paul Island. The minute their helicopter is within range, I'll request the captain to send it aloft."
"Any idea, Admiral, how long that will be?"
There was a heavy pause, then, "Two hours, hopefully less."
"I know you tried," said Gunn quietly, a patient understanding in his voice, "and we thank you." He knew the admiral's hard shell was about to crack. "Not to worry. Al and I will be back in the office by Monday."
"See that you are," said Sandecker somberly.
"Goodbye, sir."
"Goodbye, Rudi. God bless. And tell Al I owe him a cigar."
"I will."
"How long?" Giordino asked, seeing the disquieting expression on Gunn's face and expecting the worst.
"Two hours."
"That's just peachy," Giordino grunted. "I wish someone would explain to me how those murdering slime knew we were here."
"Good question. We were part of a select group. No more than five of us knew the location where the Madras passengers found the black skull."
"I'm beginning to think they have an international army of finks," said Giordino.
The search party split up. Three of the armed men spread out fifty yards apart and began sweeping their way around the mountain. The other three took off in the opposite direction. It looked evident that they were going to spiral their way up the mountain until they found the tunnel.
"An hour," murmured Gunn. "It will take them the better part of an hour to stumble on the old road."
"More like five minutes," said Giordino, gesturing toward the helicopter that rose in the air. "The pilot will lead his buddies right to our doorstep."
"Think it will do any good to parley?"
Giordino shook his head. "If these guys are tied in with the bunch Dirk and I met in Telluride, they don't shake hands, hug, or give quarter."
"Two unarmed men against six loaded for bear. We need to even the odds."
"Got a plan?" asked Giordino.
"I certainly do."
Giordino gave the little man with the academic, nerdy look a bemused stare. "Is it evil, rotten, and sneaky?"
Gunn nodded, with an impish grin. "All that, and more."
The helicopter circled the mountain nearly four times before its pilot spotted the ancient road leading to the tunnel. Informing the two search teams, one of which was far around the other side of the mountain, he hovered over the road as a guide. The first team of three men converged on the road and advanced in a line, a good twenty yards apart. It was a classic penetration pattern-- the first man concentrated on the terrain ahead as the second studied the upper slope of the mountain, while the third trained his concentration on the lower side. The helicopter then moved toward the second team to guide them along the easiest path to the road.
The first team on the road negotiated the landslides and approached the giant rock Gunn and Giordino had passed earlier just outside the tunnel entrance. The lead man moved around the rock and found himself standing outside the archway. He turned and shouted to the men behind. "I've reached a tunnel,"
he said in English. "I'm going in."
"Be wary of an ambush, number one," the second man in line shouted back.
"If they had weapons, they'd have used them by now."
The leader disappeared around the rock. Then two minutes later, the second man did. Out of sight to the others, the third man in line was approaching the rock, when a figure quietly rose up from the rocks where he had been buried. His concentration trained on reaching the tunnel, the searcher did not notice the soft clunk of loose rock or hear the almost silent crunch of footsteps at his back. He never knew what hit him as Gunn swung a large rock with such viciousness it fractured his skull, and he dropped without a sound.
Less than a minute later, the body was completely covered and hidden under a pile of rocks. A quick look to ensure that the helicopter was still out of sight on the other side of the mountain, and Gunn was creeping around the rock. This time, though, he was armed with an assault rifle, a nine-millimeter automatic pistol, and a combat knife, and protected by a body armor vest. He had also removed the searcher's radio. Gunn's sneaky survival plan was off to a running start.
