cyclops-第47部分
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accepted。 The torture would continue until his physical resources finally gave in and numbed to it。
He asked politely； 〃Do you get a bonus for every confession？〃
〃I do not work on mission；〃 said Gly with friendly humor。
〃You win；〃 said Pitt easily。 〃I have a low threshold of pain。 What do you want me to confess to； attempting to assassinate Fidel Castro or plotting to convert Russian advisers to democrats？〃
〃Merely the truth； Mr。 Pitt。〃
〃I've already told General Velikov。〃
〃Yes； I have your recorded words。〃
〃Then you know that Mrs。 LeBaron； Al Giordino； Rudi Gunn； and I were trying to find a clue to the disappearance of Raymond LeBaron while searching for a shipwreck supposedly containing treasure。 What's so sinister about that？〃
〃General Velikov sees it as a front for a more classified mission。〃
〃For instance？〃
〃An attempt to municate with the Castros。〃
〃Ridiculous is the first word that es to mind。 There must be easier ways for our governments to negotiate with each other。〃
〃Gunn has told us everything；〃 said Gly。 〃You were to head the operation to stray into Cuban waters； where you were to be captured by their patrol craft and escorted to the mainland。 Once there； you were to turn over vital information dealing with secret U。S。…Cuban relations。〃
Pitt was genuinely at a loss。 This was all Greek to him。 〃That has to be the dumbest cock…and…bull tale I've ever heard。〃
〃Then why were you armed and able to destroy the Cuban patrol helicopter？〃
〃We carried no arms；〃 Pitt lied。 〃The helicopter suddenly exploded in our faces。 I can't give you a reason。〃
〃Then explain why the Cuban patrol boat could find no survivors at the crash site。〃
〃We were in the water。 It was dark and the seas were rough。 They didn't spot us。〃
〃Yet you were able to swim six miles through the violent water of a hurricane； all four of you keeping together as a group； and landing intact on Cayo Santa Maria。 How was it possible？〃
〃Just lucky； I guess。〃
〃Now who's telling a dumb cock…and…bull tale？〃
Pitt never got a chance to answer。 Without a flicker of warning； Gly swung and rammed a fist into the side of Pitt's body near the left kidney。
The pain and the sudden understanding burst within him at the same time。 As he sank into the black pool of unconsciousness he reached out for Jessie； but she laughed and made no effort to reach back。
A deep； resonant voice was saying something； almost in his ear。 The words were vague and distant。 An army of scorpions crept over the edge of the bed and began thrusting their poisoned tails in his side。 He opened his eyes。 The bright fluorescent light above blinded him； so he closed them again。 His face felt wet and he thought he might be swimming and threw out his arms。 Then the voice beside him spoke more distinctly。
〃Lie easy； partner。 I'm just sponging off your face。〃
Pitt reopened his eyes and focused them on the face of an older； gray…haired man with soft； concerned eyes in a warm； scholarly face。 The eyes met his and he smiled。
〃Are you in much pain？〃
〃It smarts a bit。〃
〃Would you like some water？〃
〃Yes； please。〃
When the man stood up； the hair on his head nearly touched the ceiling。 He produced a cup from a small canvas bag and filled it from the washbasin。
Pitt clutched his side and eased very slowly to a sitting position。 He felt rotten and realized he was ravenously hungry。 When was the last time he'd eaten？ His drowsy mind couldn't recall。 He accepted the water thankfully and quickly downed it。 Then he looked up at his benefactor。
〃Old rich and reckless Raymond； I presume。〃
LeBaron smiled tightly。 〃Not a title I'm fond of。〃
〃You're not an easy man to locate。〃
〃My wife has told me how you saved her life。 I wish to thank you。〃 〃According to General Velikov； the rescue is only temporary〃
LeBaron's smile vanished。 〃What did he tell you？〃
〃He said； and I quote； ‘You all have to die。' 〃
〃Did he give you a reason？〃
〃The story he handed me was that we had stumbled into a most sensitive Soviet military installation。〃
A pensive look crossed LeBaron's face。 Then he said； 〃Velikov was lying。 Originally this place was built to gather munications data from microwave transmissions around the U。S。； but the rapid development of eavesdropping satellites made it obsolete before it was pleted。〃
〃How do you know that？〃
〃They've allowed me the run of the island。 Something impossible if the area was highly secret。 I've seen no evidence of sophisticated munications equipment or antennas anywhere。 I've also bee friendly with a number of Cuban visitors who let slip bits and pieces of information。 The best I can figure is that this place is like a businessmen's retreat； a hideaway where corporate executives go to discuss and plan marketing strategy for the ing year。 Only here； high…ranking Soviet and Cuban officials meet to create political and military policy。〃
It was difficult for Pitt to concentrate。 His left kidney hurt like hell and he felt drowsy。 He staggered over to the mode。 His urine was pink with blood； but not very much； and he didn't feel the damage was serious。
〃We had best not continue this conversation；〃 said Pitt。 〃My cell is probably bugged。〃
LeBaron shook his head。 〃No； I don't think so。 This level of the pound wasn't constructed for maximum security detention because there is no way out。 It's like the old French penal colony at Devil's Island impossible to escape from。 The Cuban mainland is over twenty miles away。 The water teems with sharks； and the currents sweep out to sea。 In the other direction the nearest landfall is in the Bahamas； a hundred and ten miles to the northeast。 If you're thinking of escape； my advice is to forget it。〃
Pitt gingerly settled back on his bed。 〃Have you seen the others？〃
〃Yes。
〃Their condition？〃
〃Giordino and Gunn are together in a room thirty feet down the corridor。 Because of their injuries they've been spared a visit to room number six。 Until now； they've been treated quite well。〃
〃Jessie？〃
LeBaron's face tensed very slightly。 〃General Velikov has graciously allowed us a VIP room to ourselves。 We're even permitted to dine with the officers。〃
〃I'm glad to hear you've both been spared a trip to room six。〃
〃Yes； Jessie and I are lucky our treatment is humanly decent。〃
LeBaron's tone seemed unconvincing； his words spoken in a flat monotone。 There was no light in his eyes。 This wasn't the man who was famous for his audacious and freewheeling adventures and flamboyant fiascos in and out of the business world。 He seemed pletely out of character with the prodigious dynamo whose advice was sought by financiers and world leaders。 He struck Pitt as a beaten farmer； forced off his land by an unscrupulous banker。
〃And the status of Buck Caesar and Joe Cavilla？〃 Pitt asked。
LeBaron shrugged sadly。 〃Buck eluded his guards during an exercise period outside the pound and tried to swim for it； using the trunk of a fallen palm tree as a raft。 His body； or what was left after the sharks were through with it； drifted onto the beach three days later。 As for Joe； after several sessions in room six； he went into a a and died。 A great pity。 There was no reason for him not to cooperate with General Velikov。〃
〃You've never paid a visit to Foss Gly？〃
〃No； I've been spared the experience。 Why； I can't say。 Perhaps General Velikov thinks I'm too valuable as a bargaining tool。〃
〃So I've been elected；〃 said Pitt grimly。
〃I wish I could help you； but General Velikov ignored all my pleas to save Joe。 He is equally cold in your case。〃
Pitt idly found himself wondering why LeBaron always referred to Velikov with due respect to the Russian's military rank。 〃I don't understand the brutal interrogation。 What was to be gained by killing Cavilla？ What do they hope to get out of me？〃
〃The truth；〃 LeBaron said simply。
Pitt gave him a sharp look。 〃The truth as I know it is； you and your team searched for the Cyclops and vanished。 Your wife and the rest of us went after the shipwre
