Dirk Pitt 5 - Vixen 03 by Cussler Clive

Author:Cussler, Clive [Clive, Cussler,]
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2010-06-10T04:00:00+00:00

Dirk Pitt 5 - Vixen

Loren undid the unsealed flap of the envelope and eased out one of several eight-by-ten photographs. It had captured her naked body entwined with Pitt's in one of a wild series of orgiastic positions. Quickly, she shoved the photo back in the envelope, her face gone white, reflecting fear and disgust.

Daggat turned to her. “Congresswoman Smith, we seem to have a hung committee. Congressman Hunt and I agree that General Lusana should be heard. Congressman Meyers stands with you. As chairman of this hearing, may I prevail upon you in the interest of fair play to permit the general to speak his piece.”

Loren felt the hairs on the back of her neck stiffen. Daggat was leering at her. It was all there in his expression: he was no stranger to the contents of the envelope. She struggled to contain the sickness that was rising in her throat, suddenly realizing that Felicia Collins had sold her out to Lusana's cause. Silently she cursed her stupidity in allowing herself to be set up as naively as a teenage runaway with a big-city pimp.

“Congresswoman Smith?” Daggat said, prompting her.

There was no out. Daggat controlled her now. She lowered her eyes and trembled.

“Mr. Chairman,” she said in total defeat, “I withdraw my objection.”

Barbara Gore, at forty-three, still cut the figure of a Vogue fashion model. She remained trim and had shapely legs, and her high-cheekboned features had yet to flesh with age. She had once had an affair with Dale Jarvis, but that had long since passed through the sexual phase, and now she was simply a good friend as well as his personal secretary.

She sat across from his desk, those beautiful legs crossed at an angle comfortable only to women and showy to the male eye. Jarvis, however, took no notice of them. He sat engrossed in dictation. After a while he abruptly broke off and began probing through a mountainous batch of highly classified reports.

“Perhaps if you tell me what it is you're looking for,” Barbara said patiently, “I can help you.”

“A status check on all existing battleships. I was promised delivery for today.”

She sighed and reached into the pile and extracted a stapled sheaf of blue papers. “Been on your desk since eight this morning.” There were times when Barbara was moved to exasperation over Jarvis's sloppy work habits, but she had long ago learned to accept his idiosyncrasies and flow with the tide.

“What does it say?”

“What do you want it to say?” she asked. “You haven't bothered to tell me what you're after.”

“I want to buy a battleship, of course. Who has one for sale?”

Barbara shot him a dour expression and studied the blue papers. “I'm afraid you're out of luck. The Soviet Union has one left, which is used to train naval cadets. France has long since scrapped hers. Same with Great Britain, even though she still keeps one on the rolls for the sake of tradition.”

“The United States?”

“Five of them have been preserved as memorials.

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