“Not yet—but there’s a lot of water to cover. The good news is we heard from the Valiant. They boarded El Pescador right after dawn and found another submersible in the well-deck. Their Chief Engineer sent me a complete description. If the one they launched is like the one we found, we’re looking for a fiberglass forty-footer, diesel-electric powered. We’ll get that bastard.”
“What happens to the yacht now?”
“His ass is out of business. They found a s**t-load of cocaine aboard, and they’ve got the yacht in tow heading for Florida. The Coast Guard arrested fifteen aboard and apparently one of them is some kind of cartel honcho with a bunch of international wants and warrants against him.”
“Damn, Al, that’s a good day’s work by any measure—even if we never find the sub.”
“Never say never
