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.”McFarlane noticed that the faces of Howell and the other bridge officers were hard-set.Clearly, something was about to happen.And yet Glinn seemed to receive this stiff announcement without concern.“And how do you plan to exercise this prerogative?”“That meteorite is not coming aboard my ship.”There was silence while Glinn looked at her mildly.“Captain, I think it would be better if we discussed this in private.”“No, sir.” She turned to Howell.“Begin preparations to vacate the island.We leave in ninety minutes.”“One moment, if you please, Mr.Howell.” Glinn’s eyes remained on the captain.“May I ask what precipitated this decision?”“You know my misgivings about that rock.You’ve given me no assurances, beyond guesswork, that the thing is safe to bring aboard.And just five minutes ago, that destroyer painted us with fire-control radar.We’re a sitting duck.Even if the meteorite is safe, the conditions aren’t.A severe storm is on its way.You don’t load the heaviest object ever moved by man when you’re staring down the business end of a four-inch gun.”“He will not fire.At least, not yet.He believes we have his man Timmer in the brig.And he seems remarkably eager to get him back safely.”“I see.And what will he do when he finds Timmer’s dead?”Glinn did not answer this question.“Running away without a proper plan is a guaranteed way to fail.And Vallenar won’t let us leave until Timmer is returned.”“All I can say is that I’d rather try running now than with a bellyful of meteorite slowing us down.”Glinn continued to regard her with a mild, almost sad expression.A technician cleared his throat.“I’ve got an inbound air contact bearing zero zero nine at thirty-five miles.”“Track it and get me a call sign,” Britton said, without shifting position or dropping her gaze from Glinn.There was a short, tense silence.“Have you forgotten the contract you signed with EES?” Glinn asked.“I’ve forgotten nothing, Mr.Glinn.But there is a higher law which supersedes all contracts: the law and custom of the sea.The captain has the last word on matters pertaining to her vessel.And, under present circumstances, I will not allow that meteorite on board.”“Captain Britton, if you will not speak privately with me, all I can do is assure you there is no need to worry.” Glinn nodded to his men.One of them stepped forward, sitting down at an unused computer console of black steel.The words SECURE DATAMETRICS were stamped into its side.The other man took up a position behind him, his back to the console, facing the bridge officers.McFarlane realized this console was a smaller cousin of the mysterious machine Britton had pointed out to him in the cargo control room.Britton watched the two strangers darkly.“Mr.Howell, remove all EES personnel from the bridge.”“That,” said Glinn sorrowfully, “will not be possible.”Something in his tone seemed to make Britton hesitate.“What do you mean?”“The Rolvaag is a marvelous ship, the latest in maritime computerization.As a precaution, EES has used that computerization against a contingency such as this.You see, our systems control the main computer.Normally, this control is transparent.But after the Rolvaag was brought in to shore, I deactivated the bypass.Now we alone have the authorization codes to control the main engines.You cannot transmit any engine or rudder orders until the correct sequence is punched in.”Britton looked at him, silent fury on her face.Howell picked up a telephone on the command console.“Security to the bridge, on the double.”Britton turned to the watch officer.“Initiate engine sequence.”There was a pause as the officer entered a series of commands.“No response from the engines, ma’am.I’ve got a dead board.”“Run a diagnostic,” she said.“Captain,” continued Glinn, “I’m afraid you will be required to observe the letter of your contract whether you like it or not.”She wheeled suddenly, her eyes locked on his.She said something to him in a voice too low for McFarlane to hear.Glinn stepped forward.“No,” he almost whispered.“You promised to captain this ship back to New York.I merely added a safeguard to prevent a violation of that promise—by you, or by others.”Britton fell silent, her tall frame quivering slightly.“If we leave now, rashly, without a plan, they will sink us.” Glinn’s voice remained low, persuasive, urgent.“Our very survival now depends on your following my lead.I know what I am doing.”Britton continued looking at him.“This will not stand.”“Captain, you must believe me when I tell you that, if we are to survive, we have only one course of action.You must cooperate with me, or we will all die.It is as simple as that.”“Captain,” the watch officer began, “the diagnostics check out … ” His voice died away as he saw Britton had not heard him.A group of security officers appeared on the bridge.“You heard the captain,” barked Howell, motioning the security team forward.“Clear all EES personnel from the bridge.” At the console, Glinn’s operatives stiffened in preparation.And then Britton slowly held up a hand.“Captain—” Howell began.“They may remain.”Howell looked at her incredulously, but Britton did not turn.There was a long, agonized silence.Then Glinn nodded to his team.The seated man took a stubby metal key from around his neck and inserted it into the front of the console.Glinn stepped forward, typed a short series of commands, then turned to a numeric keypad and typed again, briefly.The watch officer glanced up.“Sir, the board’s gone green.”Britton nodded.“I hope to God you do know what you’re doing.” She did not look at Glinn as she spoke.“If you trust anything, Captain, I hope you will trust this [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]