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single modest forward cabin. Most of the area was
open rear deck and cargo hold.
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Two boarding ladders dipped like straws info the
water on either side of the ship, one forward and one
astern. The swimmers intended to mount the forward
ladder, nearest the central cabin and the transmitter.
That would also keep them away from the region of
greatest activity near the stem, where salvage was be-
ing loaded.
Each of them carried a twenty-centimeter-long blue
spine, four-sided, taken from an unlucky bottom-
dweller. The spines would not stand repeated use.
Mataroreva felt that if each spine found a throat, it
would more than have served its purpose.
He articulated that desire at every opportunity, run-
ning his hand along the sides of his own weapon and
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making repeated stabbing gestures as they swam. Cora
couldn't share his lust for killing, despite the ghastly
crime that had been committed here. But she was
quite prepared to wound.
They reached the hull of the suprafoil without a
challenge, hovered beneath its bow. Gestures served in
place of words. Merced moved upward and grabbed
the bottom rung of the fore port ladder. Still there
was no challenge.
As soon as he was clear of the water he removed
his suit fins, but did not drop them. If he appeared
on deck without them, he would attract immediate at-
tention, whereas if he acted and looked like a normal
diver, he might escape curiosity for a precious second
or two longer. It was possible the divers on one boat
kney those on the other only casually. And it was
dark.
A minute passed while those remaining in the wa-
ter waited nervously. Then Merced reappeared, lean-
ing over the side and gesturing frantically. Mataroreva
started up the ladder. Cora was right behind him, fol-
lowed by Dawn and Rachael.
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Then they were all standing on deck alongside the
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only cabin. Lights glowed from within. They were not
interrupted by moving shapes.
The only sign of habitation was a limp figure on
the deck at their feet. Its head was twisted around at
an unnatural angle and blood trickled lazily from the
gaping mouth. Merced's spine-knife was unstained.
Mataroreva glanced curiously from the corpse to
Merced.
"I broke his neck. The opportunity presented it-
self," the smaller man whispered. Then he turned
and moved on, crouching like a spider.
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Cora passed the body and wondered at the unex-
pectedly lethal talents of the wiry oceanographer. His
athletic ability had been amply demonstrated. Mata-
roreva, who knew more about such things, had
reached the conclusion that Merced was somewhat
more than merely athletic. But there was no time to
discuss such mysteries now. The real problem at hand
was far more prosaic in nature.
From the side of the cabin they had an excellent
view of the rear deck. Two men were studying a dark
gap into which an automatic crane was lowering a
basket filled with cylinders of varying size. There was
nothing resembling crew quarters. A couple of lumi-
nescent panels completely lit the interior of the cabin.
That was good. It made it difficult for anyone inside
to see into the blackness beyond.
Mataroreva bent around a comer and peered briefly
into the chamber. He turned and held up a single fin-
ger. Gestures and whispers followed. They would first
attempt to silence the single inhabitant of the cabin.
Then they would rush the pair monitoring the loading.
If the one inside the cabin managed to cry out, Mer-
ced would lead an immediate attack on the two load-
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ers. It was hoped that the other ship was anchored too
far away to notice any screams.
They did not have as much success as Merced in
sneaking up on their quarry. One of the men operat-
ing the crane glanced back and stared straight at them.
For a long moment he simply stood there, a puzzled
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