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 〃One of your partners turned on you;〃 Rhee said; 〃and phoned in your location。〃 
 The man stared at Rhee with a look that contained equal parts pity and contempt。 〃I've got no idea what you are talking about。〃 
 〃There is no reason to try to be coy with us;〃 Rhee said。 〃We caught you red…handed。〃 
 〃You caught nothing;〃 the man said。 〃I was buying a piece of art; and a team of thieves scammed me。 They're the ones you should be harassing; not me。〃 
 〃When did you arrive in Macau?〃 Rhee asked。 
 〃A couple of hours ago;〃 the man replied。 
 〃The last ferryboat was three hours ago;〃 Rhee said; 〃and the next does not leave for two more。 In addition; there are no mercial airline flights from the hours of one a。m。 until five a。m。 Your story is obvious nonsense。〃 
 〃I have my own jet;〃 the man noted。 
 〃Indeed。 Where is it now?〃 Rhee asked。 
 〃I have no idea;〃 the man said。 〃The thieves stole it。〃 
 〃How convenient;〃 Rhee said。 〃You understand: If you refuse to answer our questions; we can make this very unfortable。〃 
 The billionaire's are was rising fast。 Any dealings with bureaucrats were usually limited to him telling them what he wanted to do。 He was tired; slightly hungover and missing his hundred million dollars。 
 He looked right into Rhee's eyes。 
 〃Listen; you asshole;〃 the man said。 〃My 737 was stolen from your airport; and inside was a briefcase containing one hundred million dollars in bearer bonds。 I don't know what the hell has been happening tonight in this little pisspot of a country; but if you just unhook me from these handcuffs and let me use a telephone; I can clear this up in about ten minutes。〃 
 Had Rhee listened to the billionaire; the 737 might have been tracked。 Instead; the man's belligerent attitude doomed him。 Rhee motioned to one of the officers holding the man's arms。 〃Take him to headquarters;〃 he said。 
 
 BARRETT STEERED THE Scarab into the sling; then Barrett; Cabrillo; Reyes and Nixon climbed up the boarding ladder while the deckhands secured the boat。 
 〃Doing some operation time tonight;〃 Cabrillo said to Barrett。 〃Do you like it?〃 
 〃Not as easy as frosting a cake;〃 Barrett admitted; 〃but a lot more exciting。〃 
 The four men walked through a hatch into the interior of the Oregon。 Cabrillo motioned down the hallway。 〃You men go and clean up。 I've still got some work to do。〃 
 The men started down the hallway to their cabins。 
 〃Hey;〃 Cabrillo said to the retreating men; 〃good job。〃 
 Then he walked down to the control room and opened the door。 Stepping inside; he began to unbutton his wet shirt; then turned to Hanley。 
 〃Where are we at; Max?〃 
 each side where the two rafts met; standing in a half crouch。 As the rafts careened along; they attempted to alter their direction by pushing against the hard sides of the pipe with their legs。 
 〃Junction ing up;〃 Hornsby shouted。 〃We need the left channel。〃 
 At the V in the pipes just ahead; the fast…flowing water was being parted like the bow wake on a nuclear submarine。 Chunks of debris littered the water; the roof of the pipe was dripping so hard they might as well have been outside; and the pair of rafts was accelerating almost beyond control。 
 Jones watched ahead and timed his action。 As the rafts reached a spot twenty feet in advance of the V; he reached over with his leg and shoved against the wall。 The rafts lumbered to the left side; and then were carried in the current past the junction。 
 〃We made that one;〃 Jones shouted; 〃but if we get much more water in this pipe; we're going to have trouble on the next one。〃 
 〃If we don't get some help soon;〃 Meadows said; 〃we're going to need to cut the Buddha loose and try to save our own skin。〃 
 
 FOUR FEET OF space remained between the surface of the rising water and the top of the storm sewer。 The batteries on the hardhat lights were growing dim; the water was rising fast; and the men could no longer safely climb from the raft to steer the Golden Buddha; along。 
 Meadows had lashed the rafts together; and he and Jones were on 
 
 〃ONE AT A time;〃 Detective Po said to the officer。 
 Using a screwdriver on his key chain; the officer opened the first can of paint and poured the contents through the open manhole into the racing water below。 From the light of his flashlight; Po could see the purple paint mix with the water; then spread out。 Placing the empty can to the side; the officer pried open a second and repeated the process。 At just that instant; Po's cell phone rang and he stepped a few; feet away and answered。 
 〃Ling;〃 Sung Rhee said。 〃I want you to e to headquarters。 We've captured a suspect。〃
 〃Right; boss;〃 Po said。 
 
 THE AUTHORITIES HAVE decided to trace the flow of water in the storm sewers with paint;〃 Hanley said to Cabrillo。 

 Cabrillo was wiping his wet face and hair with a hand towel。 Once he was finished; he tossed it onto a table and ran a b quickly through his hair。 
 〃If they did realize our men had escaped through the sewers; I was hoping that removing all the blueprints would slow down the pursuit long enough for our men to be extracted;〃 he said。 〃Looks like we need to implement one of the backup plans。〃 
 Hanley pointed to a puter screen。 〃As you know; the outflow pipe we picked for the exit into the bay is the only one on the southwest point of the Southern Peninsula。 The outflow runs between the Nam Van Lakes and enters the water just north of the island of Taipa。〃 
 Cabrillo stared at the puter screen。 The image of the storm sewers looked like a crooked tree with sagging limbs。 The sewer his team would use to exit was the trunk at the roots。 
 〃Have we been able to establish contact with them?〃 Cabrillo asked。 
 〃No luck with Hornsby; Meadows and Jones;〃 Hanley admitted。 〃The portable radios they carry just don't seem to have enough power to penetrate the layers of soil overhead。〃 
 〃What about Murph and Kasim?〃 
 〃We've been trying;〃 Hanley said; 〃but the voice transmission is spotty。 Data seems to be passing through; howeverwe are in contact by alphanumeric signals。〃 
 〃So we can type orders to the Zodiacs and they can respond?〃 Cabrillo asked。 
 〃So far;〃 Hanley said。 
 Eric Stone interrupted the conversation。 〃Sirs;〃 he said; pointing to a screen; 〃the portable camera Halpert left near the manhole is showing something you might want to watch。〃 
 Cabrillo and Hanley watched as the officer poured paint into the hole。 
 〃Give me a simulation of how long that paint will take to reach our men;〃 Cabrillo said quickly。 
 Stone's hands danced over the keyboards; and a few seconds later the screen showing the sewer system began slowly to take on a red color。 The men stood watching as the color advanced along the arteries of the sewer system。 A counter in the corner of the screen timed the movement。 
 〃Seventeen minutes until the paint reaches where we believe the men are now;〃 Stone said slowly。 〃Twenty…two until it reaches the water above Taipa。〃 
 At just that instant; a printer off to the side whirled and a sheet was spit into the tray。 Hanley walked over and picked it up。 〃The order just went through to the police boats and the two Chinese navy boats here in Macau。 They are supposed to begin patrols immediately to scan for the colored water; then; when they find an outflow; remain there on station。〃 
 〃Start a timer;〃 Cabrillo ordered quickly。 〃We're in crunch time now。 Make sure everyone is aboard and prepare the Oregon to sail。 I want my team out of that storm sewer with the Golden Buddha and safely back aboardthen we need to vacate Macau by first light。 With the Chinese navy on patrol; this ship is in jeopardy。〃 
 〃Broken Arrow?〃 Hanley asked。 
 〃Confirm; Broken Arrow;〃 Cabrillo said。 
 〃Put it out; Mr。 Stone;〃 Hanley said。 
 Stone sounded the alarm。 In a few minutes; the Oregon was a blur of activity。
 
 TINY GUNDERSON WAS eating a salami sandwich and sipping on a glass of iced tea as he flew over the South China Sea。 The brunette flight attendant; Rhonda Rosselli; was sitting in the flight engineer's chair。 The door to the cockpit was open; and the blonde copilot; Judy Michaels; walked inside and slid back into her seat。 She was dressed in a khaki 

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