"Excellent. Teh1 them to go due north for twenty miles and stay there." This was done. Unfortunately for Cronkite, his view to the west was blocked by the shattered building behind him and he could not see that the Roomer was already proceeding steadily to the south.
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Cronkite smiled. "Well, Worth, it"s the end of the road for both you and the Seawitch." He dug into a pocket and produced a black pear-shaped metal container. "This is a radioactive detonating device. Note this small switch here. It"s supposed to be good for sixty minutes, but I have already run off ten minutes of it. Fifty more minutes and poof: the Seawitch, you, Worth, and everyone aboard will be vaporized. n.o.body"s going to feel a thing, I a.s.sure you."
"You mean you intend to kill all my innocent employees aboard the rig? Cronkite, you are stark raving mad."
"Never saner. Can"t have any witnesses left to identify us. Then we destroy two of the helicopters, cripple your derrick crane, smash your radio room and take off in the other two helicopters. You could, of course, figure on jumping into the Gulf, but your chances of survival would be about the same as a suicide jumping off the Golden Gate Bridge."
Mitch.e.l.l nudged Marina. She said in a faint voice: "May I go to the ladies" room?"
Cronkite was joviality itself. " "Course. But make it snappy."
Fifteen seconds later the deck lights went out.
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into La.r.s.en"s hands. In eight seconds two men with submachine guns can achieve an extraordinary amount of carnage. La.r.s.en was firing blind but Mitch.e.l.l could see and pick out his targets. They were helped in a most haphazard fashion by Dr. Greenshaw, who flung grenades at random, inflicting even more damage on the already shattered building but not actually injuring anyone.
The lights came on again.
There were still seven people left alive-Cron-kite, Mulhooney, Easton, Gregson and three of his men. To those seven Mitch.e.l.l said: "All right, drop your guns." Shattered and stunned though the survivors were, they still had enough wits left to comply at once.
Marina arrived back and was promptly sick in a very unladylike fashion.
Mitch.e.l.l put down his Schmeisser and advanced on Cronkite. "Give me that detonating device."
Cronkite removed it slowly from his pocket and lifted his arm preparatory to throwing it over the side. Whatever else, it would have meant the destruction of the Seawitch. Cronkite screamed in agony as the bullet from MitchelTs .38 shattered his right elbow. Mitch.e.l.l caught the detonating device even before it could reach the deck.
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secure places, with no windows and iron doors, which can be locked without any possibility of opening them from the inside?"
"Just two. Safe as Fort Knox vaults. Along here."
"Search these guys and search them thoroughly. Make sure they haven"t even got a penknife."
La.r.s.en searched. "Not even a penknife.** He led them to a steel-reinforced cell-like structure and he and Mitch.e.l.l ushered them inside.
In spite of his agony, Cronkite said: "You"re not going to leave us in here, for G.o.d"s sake!"
"Same as you were going to leave us." Mitch.e.l.l paused, then added soothingly: "As you said, you won"t feel a thing." He closed the door, double-locked it and put the key in his pocket. He said to La.r.s.en: "The other cell?"
"Along here."
"This is madness!" Lord Worth"s voice was almost a shout. "The Seawitch is safe now. Why in G.o.d"s name destroy it?"
Mitch.e.l.l ignored him. He glanced at the timing device on the detonator. "Twenty-nine minutes to go. We"d better move." He placed the device on the floor of the cell, locked the door and sent the key spinning far out over the Gulf. "Get the men out of the occidental buildings, and out of the sensory, radar, sonar and radio rooms and make sure that all the helicopter pilots are safe." He glaaced at his watch. "Twenty-five minutes."
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Everyone moved with alacrity except for Lord Worth, who merely stood with a stunned look on his face. La.r.s.en said: "Do we need this mad rush?"
Mitch.e.l.l said mildly: "How do we know that the settings on that detonator are accurate?"
The mad rush redoubled itself. Thirteen minutes before the deadline the last of the helicopters took off and headed south. The first to land on the Roomer"s helipad held Mitch.e.l.l, La.r.s.en, Lord Worth and his daughter, in addition to the doctor and several rig men, while the other helicopters still hovered overhead. They were still only about fourteen miles south of the Seawitch, which was as far as the Roamer had succeeded in getting. But Mitch.e.l.l reckoned the margin of safety more than sufficient. He spoke to Conde, who a.s.sured him that every vessel and aircraft had been warned to keep as far away as possible from the danger area.
When the Seawitch blew up, dead on schedule, it did so with a spectacular effect that would have satisfied even the most ghoulish. There was even a miniature mushroom cloud such as the public had become accustomed to in the photographs of detonating atom bombs. Seventeen seconds later, those on the Roamer heard the thunderclap of sound, and shortly afterward a series of miniature but harmless tidal waves rocked but did not unduly disturb the Roamer.
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After Mitch.e.l.l had told Conde to broadcast the news to all aircraft and shipping, he turned to find a stony-faced Marina confronting him.
"Well, you"ve lost Daddy his Seawitch. I do hope you"re satisfied with yourself."
"My, my, how bitter we are. Yes, it"s a satisfactory job, even if I have to say it myself: obviously n.o.body else is going to."
"Why? Why? Why?"
"Every man who died there was a murderer, some of them ma.s.s murderers. They might have got away to countries with no extradition treaties with us. Even if they were caught, their cases might have dragged on for years. It would have been very difficult to get proof. And, of course, parole after a few years. This way, we know they"ll never kill again."
"And it was worth it to destroy Daddy"s pride and joy?"
"Listen, stupid. My father-in-law-to-be is-"
"That he"ll never be." She was glaring at him.
"So okay. The old pirate is almost as big a crook as any of them. He a.s.sociated with and hired for lethal purposes known criminals. He broke into two federal a.r.s.enals and mounted the equipment on the Seawitch. If the Seawitch had survived, federal investigators would have been aboard in an hour or so. He"d have got at least fifteen to twenty years hi prison, and he"d probably have died in prison." Now her eyes were 285.
wide, with fear and understanding. "But now every last bit of evidence is at the bottom of the Gulf. Nothing can ever be traced against him."
"That"s really why you vaporized the Sea-witch?"
He eyed her affectionately. "Why should I admit anything to an ex-fiancee?"
"Mrs. Michael Mitch.e.l.l." She mused. "I suppose I could go through life with a worse name."