09 Treasure by Clive Cussler

Author:Clive Cussler [Cussler, Clive]
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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Two hands were running under his shirt and up his back. He struggled to wake from a sound sleep, dreaming he was deep in the water swimming upward toward the shimmering surface, but never able to reach it. He rubbed his eyes, saw he was still on the couch in his office, and rolled over, his gaze blocked by a pair of shapely legs.

Pitt moved to a sitting position and stared into Lily’s beguiling eyes.

He held up his wrist, but he had taken his watch off and placed it on the desk with his keys, change and wallet.

“What time is it?” he asked.

“Five-thirty,” she replied sweetly, moving her hands across his shoulders and massaging his neck.

“Night or day?”

“Late afternoon. You only dozed off for three hours.”

“Don’t you ever drop off.?”

“I can get by with only four hours’ sleep out of every twenty-four.”

He yawned. “Your next husband has my deepest sympathy.”

“Here’s some coffee.” She set a cup on an end table near his head.

Pitt slipped on his shoes and tucked in his shirttails. Yaeger found anything?”

“Yes.”

“The river?”

“No, not yet. Hiram is very mysterious about it, but he claims you were right. Venator sailed across the Atlantic before either the Vikings or Columbus.”

He took a sip of the coffee and made a face. “This is almost solid sugar.”

Lily looked surprised. “Al said you always take four spoonfuls.”

“Al lied. I prefer it pure black with grounds on the bottom of the cup.”

“I’m sorry,” she said with an unremorseful smile. “I guess I was taken in by a practical joker.”

“You’re not the first,” he said, staring out the door of his office.

Giordino was seated with his feet on Yaeger’s desk, devouring the last slice of a pizza while he studied a detailed topographic map of a shoreline.

Yaeger sat with bloodshot eyes aimed at a computer monitor while jotting notes on a pad. He did not have to turn as Pitt and Lily entered the room. He could see their reflections in the screen.

“We’ve made a breakthrough,” he said with some satisfaction.

Pitt asked, “What have you got?”

“Instead of concentrating on every nook and cranny south from the Serapis‘s grave in Greenland, I leapfrogged down to Maine and began looking for a match-up of his landing description.”

“And it paid off,” Pitt said in anticipation.

“Yes. If you recall, Rufinus wrote that after they deserted Venator, they were battered by storms from the south for thirty-one days before finding a safe bay where they could make repairs to the ship. On the next leg of the voyage more storms blew away the sails and tore off the steering oars. Then the ship drifted for an unspecified number of days before ending up in the Greenland fjord.”

Yaeger stopped and called up a chart of the American side of the North Atlantic on the monitor. Next his fingers nimbly punched out a series of codes. A small line formed and began traveling southward from the east coast of Greenland south in a broken, zigzagged path around Newfoundland, past Nova Scotia and New England, ending at a point slightly above Atlantic City.

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