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Clint!
Do NOT become involved with those people! They’re
crazy!”
    “ So Ivan
said. I was involved, like it or not.”
    “ I’m glad
to hear that you were involved.
No more?”
    “ Not
really. They get in worse trouble if they come after me than they
do if they cut their loses. They’ll be ‘way too busy trying to
survive than to worry about me. I think, from what I learned, that
two weeks and it would have gotten really hairy for some
people.”
    “ I see.
They would have been able to convert a missile in two more
weeks?”
    “ If I’ve
figured the process right, about that.”
    “ It’s
stopped?”
    Clint thought, then answered, “I think
they’ll all be looking for a way out. Nando is back in Bocas Town.
I think I can defuse another piece of it through him. Those people
are crazy. They’re not stupid.”
    They talked a little more. It broke up the
boredom of yet another three hour bus ride.
    Clint decided not to stay in David. He got
off the bus and went to the Hotel Porto del Sol to become Clint
Faraday again, then caught the bus for Bocas. It was an uneventful
trip, though Clint got a bit of a feeling of deja vu when they
passed the Rambala Road. He talked with several people in Chiriqui
Grande, then went on to Almirante and home. Judi greeted him and
came over with coffee, but he said what he wanted was a couple of
Balboas, then a little rest, then a meeting with Nando – after
getting updated by Sergio.
    Not a lot was on his comp. He cleaned up the
whole thing, then went to the police station to chat with Sergio.
Things were maintaining a sort of nervous peace. He asked about the
yacht that had been there for several days (That kind of stuff is
handled by the police, checking visas and so forth) and was told
they were a bunch of French and Belgium tourists who had left, then
gone to Chiriqui Grande for two days, then were sailing for
Europe.
    That set off bells! “Stop that boat! Get
Interpol and the coast guard and anyone else you can in on it! I
have to call, a friend,” Clint cried.
    “ What’s
on that boat?” Sergio asked, looking shocked.
    “ Nuclear
fuel.”
    “ Shit!
For real?” Sergio seldom used anything any stronger than
“Maldición!” (Literally, “Bad Word!”)
    “ I think
so. We may be able to stop this before it gets out of
hand.”
    He went into the front room and called a
friend who was an undercover agent for Interpol. He quickly
explained what he knew and what he suspected. Manolo said they
couldn’t do anything until the yacht came into a national area, but
he would have it watched every inch of the way to be sure they
didn’t transfer anything to anybody. It could be done through the
satellites.
    Clint
went back in and talked a bit more with Sergio. He suggested that
he would talk with Nando, then might want him held for ID check or
something. Sergio said they could hold him on a very solid charge
of suspicion of homicide. Clint agreed that was fairly well set so
long as it wasn’t a direct charge. He was suspected.
    He went into town and to the Laguna where
Nando was staying. Nando was sitting on the porch and called to
Clint as he approached. Clint went to sit across from him.
    There was a short silence, then Nando said,
“How much do you know?”
    “ All of
it, now, I think.”
    Nando smiled. “I don’t think you have a hint
of what it’s about. It’s not what you think.”
    “ Nuclears. Two factions who want control of an area. Bad
news if either gets the top hand for everyone in the
area.”
    He looked surprised. “We were warned to keep
you out of it.”
    “ The bit
with the rednecks. You or them?”
    “ Them, if
it matters. They acted on the word of a person who was reporting to
both sides. He has disappeared. It was stupid beyond belief that
they involved the Indios.
    “ Tell me,
would you have even cared if that wasn’t done?”
    “ I
wouldn’t have asked anymore about it. If something else brought it
up I would’ve gone after it.”
    “ I