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noise　of　their　breathing　gear　and　I　don't　want　the　same　thing　to　happen　to　us。〃　
　〃Thank　you；　Lieutenant；〃　Sarah　said　seriously。　〃Thank　you。〃　Then　she　took　off　the　glistening　silver　locket　that　she　wore　around　her　neck　and　offered　it　to　Schofield。　〃I'd　better　not　dive　with　this　on。　Can　you　keep　it　for　me　until　I　get　back？〃　
　Schofield　took　the　locket；　put　it　in　his　pocket。　〃Sure。〃　
　Just　then；　there　came　a　sudden　groaning　sound　from　the　pool　to　his　left。　
　Schofield　spun；　just　in　time　to　see　an　enormous　black　shadow　rise　to　the　surface　of　the　pool　amid　a　cloud　of　frothing　white　bubbles。　
　At　first　he　thought　the　black　shadow　was　one　of　the　killer　whales；　returning　to　the　pool　in　search　of　more　food。　But　whatever　it　was；　it　wasn't　swimming。　It　was　just　floating；　rising　up　and　up　toward　the　surface。　
　And　then　the　enormous　black　object　breached　the　surface　with　a　loud　shooshing　sound。　Waves　and　bubbles　shot　out　from　every　side　of　it。　White　froth　expanded　all　around　it。　Narrow　rivulets　of　blood　snaked　their　way　through　the　froth。　The　massive　black　object　bobbed　on　the　surface。　Everyone　on　the　deck　took　a　step　forward。　
　Schofield　stared　at　the　black　object　in　awe。　
　It　was　a　killer　whale。　
　But　it　was　dead。　Well　and　truly　dead。　The　huge　black…and…white　carcass　just　floated　limply　in　the　water；　alongside　the　deck。　It　was　one　of　the　larger　ones；　too；　possibly　even　the　male　of　the　pack。　It　must　have　been　at　least　thirty　feet　long。　Seven　tons　in　weight。　
　At　first　Schofield　thought　it　must　have　been　the　killer　whale　that　Mother　had　shot　in　the　head　during　the　battle…　since　that　was　the　only　whale　that　he　knew　for　sure　was　dead。　He　quickly　changed　his　mind。　
　This　dead　whale　had　no　visible　wound　in　its　head。　The　one　Mother　had　shot　would　have　had　a　hole　the　size　of　a　basketball　in　its　skull。　This　one's　forehead　was　unmarked。　
　And　there　was　another　thing。　
　This　one　had　floated　to　the　surface。　
　An　animal　killed　in　water　will　initially　float；　until　its　body　fills　with　water。　Only　then　will　it　sink。　The　killer　whale　that　Mother　had　killed　would　have　long　since　sunk　to　the　bottom。　This　whale；　on　the　other　hand；　had　been　killed　recently。　
　The　dead　carcass　rolled　slowly　in　the　water。　Schofield　and　the　other　Marines　on　the　deck　just　stared　at　it；　entranced。　
　And　then；　slowly；　it　rolled　belly…up　and　Schofield　saw　the　great　whale's　white　underbelly　and　his　jaw　dropped。　
　Two　long　bloody　gashes　ran　down　the　length　of　the　big　whale's　underbelly。　
　They　ran　in　parallel。　Two　jagged　uneven　slashes　that　ran　all　the　way　up　the　center　of　the　whale's　body；　from　its　mid…section　to　its　throat。　Sections　of　the　big　whale's　intestines　had　fallen　out　through　the　gashes…long；　ugly　cream…colored　coils　that　were　as　thick　as　a　man's　arm。　
　They　weren't　clean　cuts　either；　Schofield　saw。　Each　gash　was　a　tear；　a　rip。　Something　had　punctured　the　whale's　belly　and　then　ripped　up　the　entire　length　of　its　body；　tearing　the　skin　apart。　
　Everyone　on　the　deck　stared　at　the　bloody　carcass；　the　understanding　visible　on　their　faces。　
　There　was　something　down　in　that　water。　
　Something　that　had　killed　a　killer　whale。　
　Schofield　took　a　deep　breath　and　turned　to　face　Sarah。　〃Want　to　reconsider？〃　he　said。　
　Sarah　stared　at　the　dead　killer　whale　for　a　few　seconds。　Then　she　looked　back　at　Schofield。　
　〃No；〃　she　said。　〃No　way。〃　
　
　
　
　Schofield　paced　nervously　around　the　pool　deck；　alone。　
　He　watched　as　in　the　middle　of　the　pool　the　winch's　cable　plunged　into　the　water。　At　the　end　of　that　cable　was　the　diving　bell；　and　inside　the　diving　bell　were　three　of　his　Marines　plus　Sarah　Hensleigh。　The　cable　entered　the　water　at　a　steady　speed；　as　fast　as　it　could　go。　
　The　winch　had　been　lowering　the　diving　bell　into　the　water　for　almost　an　hour　now。　Three　thousand　feet　was　a　long　way；　almost　a　kilometer；　and　Schofield　knew　it　would　take　some　time　before　it　reached　that　depth。　
　Schofield　stood　on　the　deserted　deck。　Twenty　minutes　earlier；　he　had　sent　Book；　Snake；　and　Rebound　topside　to　try　to　raise　McMurdo　Station　on　the　portable　radio　again…he　had　to　know　when　a　full…strength　American　force　was　going　to　arrive　at　Wilkes。　
　Now　he　stood　alone　on　E…deck；　the　station　around　him　silent　save　for　the　rhythmic　mechanical　thumping　of　the　winch　mechanism　up　on　C…deck。　The　repetitive　thump…thump…thump　of　the　winch　had　an　almost　soothing　effect　on　him。　
　Schofield　pulled　Sarah　Hensleigh's　silver　locket　out　of　his　pocket。　It　glistened　in　the　white　fluorescent　light　of　the　station。　He　turned　it　over　in　his　hand。　There　was　some　writing　engraved　on　the　back　of　it…　
　And　then　suddenly　there　came　a　noise　and　Schofield's　head　snapped　round。　It　had　only　lasted　for　an　instant；　but　he　had　definitely　heard　it。　
　It　had　been　a　voice。　A　male　voice。　But　a　voice　that　had　been　speaking　in。。。　
　。。　。　French。　
　Schofield's　eyes　fell　instantly　upon　the　VLF　transmitter　that　sat　on　the　deck　a　few　feet　away　from　him。　
　Suddenly　the　transmitter　emitted　a　shrill　whistling　sound。　And　then　the　voice　came　again。　
　〃La　hyène；　c'est　moi；　le　requin；〃　the　voice　said。　〃La　hyène；　c'est　moi；　le　requin。　Présentez　votre　rapport。　Je　renouvele。　Présentez　votre　rapport。〃　
　Rebound；　Schofield　thought。　Shit。　I　need　Rebound。　But　he　was　outside　with　the　others　and　Schofield　needed　a　French　speaker　now。　
　〃Rebound；〃　Schofield　said　into　his　helmet　mike。　
　The　reply　came　back　immediately。　〃Yes；　sir？〃　Schofield　could　hear　the　swirling　wind　in　the　background。　
　〃Don't　say　a　word；　Rebound。　Just　listen；　OK；〃　Schofield　said；　pressing　a　button　on　his　belt　that　kept　his　helmet　microphone　switched　on。　He　leaned　in　close　to　the　VLF　transmitter　so　that　his　helmet　mike　was　near　the　transmitter's　speaker。　
　The　French　voice　came　again。　
　〃La　hyène。　Vous　avez　trois　heures　pour　présenter　votre　rapport。　Je　renouvele；　Vous　avez　trois　heures　pour　présenter　votre　rapport。　Si　vous　ne　le　presentez　pas　lorsque　I'heure　nous　serons　contraint　de　lancer　l'engine　d'efface。　Je　renouvele。　Si　vous　ne　le　présentez　pas　lorsque　I'heure　nous　serons　contraint　de　lancer　l'engine　d'efface。　C'est　moi；　le　requin。　Finis。〃　
　The　signal　cut　off　and　there　was　silence。　When　he　was　sure　that　it　was　finished；　Schofield　said；　〃Did　you　get　all　that；　Rebound？〃　
　〃Most　of　it；　sir。〃　
　〃What　did　they　say？〃　
　〃They　said：　Hyena。　You　have　three　hours　to　report。　If　you　do　not　report　by　that　time　we　will　be　pelled　to　launch　the　'l'engine　d'efface；'　the　erasing　device。〃　
　〃The　erasing　device；〃　Schofield　said　flatly。　〃Three　hours。　You　sure　about　that；　Rebound？〃　
　Schofield　grabbed　his　wristwatch　as　he　spoke。　It　was　an　old　Casio　digital。　He　started　the　stopwatch　on　it。　The　seconds　began　to　tick　upward。　
　〃Very　sure；　sir。　They　said　it　all　twice；〃　Rebound　said。　
　Schofield　said；　〃Good　work；　Private。　All　right。　Now　all　we　have　to　do　is　figure　out　where　these　guys　are…〃　
　〃Uh；　excuse　me；　sir？〃　It　was　Rebound　again。　
　〃What　is　it？〃　
　〃Sir；　I　think　I　have　an　idea　where　they　might　be。〃　
　〃Where？〃　
　〃Sir；　at　the　end　of　that　transmission　we　just　heard；　they　said　'c'est　moi；　le　requin'。　Now；　I　missed　the　start　of　the　transmission。　Did　they　say　that　at　the　very　beginning？　'C'est　moi；　le　requin'？〃　
　Schofield　didn't　know；　he　didn't　speak　French。　It　had　all　sounded　the　same　to　him。　He　tried　to　replay　the　radio　message　in　his　head。　〃They　may　have；〃　he　said。　〃No；　wait；　yes。　Yes；　I　think　they　did　say　that。　Why？〃　
　Rebound　said；　〃Sir；　le　requin　is　French　for　'shark。'　'C'est　moi　le　requin'　means　'this　is　Shark。'　You　know；　like　a　military　code　name。　The　French　unit　here　at　the　station　was　called　Hyena　and　that　one　we　just　heard　was　called　Shark。　You　know　what　I'm　thinking；　sir…〃　
　〃Oh；　damn；〃　Schofield　said。　
　〃That's　right。　I'm　thinking　they're　out　on　the　water　somewhere。　Somewhere　off　the　coast。　I'll　bet　you　a　million　bucks　that　Shark　is　a　warship　or　something　sailing　off　the　coast　of　Antarctica。〃　
　〃Oh；　damn；〃　Schofield　said　again；　this　time　with　feeling。　
　It　made　sense　that　whoever　sent　that　message　was　a　ship　of　some　kind。　And　not　just　because　of　its　code　name。　As　Schofield　knew；　because　of　their　extraordinarily　long　wavelengths；　VLF　transmissions　were　monly　used　by　surface　vesse