Dragon (Dirk Pitt 10)

"Then Ajima must exist."

"I'm sure it does, but the name can't be traced to any known island. Nothing on ancient or modern charts shows it. I can only assume it was a pet name given by the artist, Masaki Shimzu, and listed as such in art catalogs of his work."

"Did Hanamura's bugs record any interesting talk?"

"A most informative conversation between Suma, his butcher Kamatori, old Korori Yoshishu, and a heavy hitter named Ichiro Tsuboi."

"The financial genius behind Kanoya Securities. I've heard of him."

"Yes, he was in a heated debate with the senator and congresswoman during the select subcommittee hearing on Capitol Hill a few days before they were seized."

"And you say he's tied to Suma?"

"Tighter than a banjo string," answered Jordan. "Thanks to Jim's bugs in Suma's office, we learned Tsuboi juggled the funding for the construction of the nuclear arsenal behind the backs of Japan's political leaders, and most certainly their people. We also heard the code name Kaiten Project for the fi

rst time."

Pitt poured a cup of old, cold coffee and stuck it in the microwave. He stared through the glass window at the cup as it revolved, his eyes narrowed in thought.

Jordan broke the spell. "I know what you're thinking, but I haven't been given the manpower to rescue Diaz and Smith and break up the Kaiten Project in one operation."

"I can't believe the President is turning his back on them."

"He's not about to go public and threaten a war over the abductions when he's at a distinct disadvantage. Our first priority is to dismantle the Kaiten Project. Once we've accomplished that matter, only then will the President give us his blessing to use whatever force it takes to free Smith and Diaz."

"So we're back to mystical Ajima Island," Pitt said harshly. "You say it's the only painting of the series Suma doesn't own?"

"Yes," Jordan replied. "Hanamura said he acted almost desperate to get his hands on it."

"Any clue to where it might be?"

"The Ajima painting was last seen in the Japanese embassy in Berlin just before Germany fell. Old OSS records claim it was included with art the Nazis plundered from Italy, and transported by train to northwestern Germany ahead of the advancing Russian Army in the last weeks of the war. Then it disappeared from history."

"No record at all of it having been recovered?'

"None."

"And we have no idea as to the island's general location or its appearance?"

"Not a scrap."

"Unfortunate," Pitt commented. "Find the painting, match the shape of the shoreline portrayed by the artist, and you have the location of Hideki Suma's extortion hideaway, or so it says in a bedtime story."

Jordan's eyes narrowed. "It happens to be the best lead we've got going for us."

Pitt wasn't convinced. "Your spy planes and satellites should easily detect the installation."

"The four main islands of Japan-- Honshu, Kyushu, Hokkaido, and Shikoku-- are surrounded by nearly a thousand smaller islands. Finding the right one can hardly be called easy."

"Then why not isolate only those that can be connected by a tunnel to any of the four main islands?"

"Give us some credit for brains," Jordan said irritably. "We've already eliminated any island farther than ten miles offshore and concentrated on the rest. First of all, no suspicious activities or structures appear above their surfaces. Not unusual when we assume the entire installation must be deep underground. And lastly, almost all the islands' geology is made up of volcanic rock our sensors can't penetrate. Have I answered your question?"

Pitt dug in. "No one can excavate a tunnel without hauling away dirt and rock."

"Apparently the Japanese have. Analysis of our satellite photos shows no signs of a coastal tunnel excavation or roads leading into an entrance."

Pitt shrugged his shoulders and waved the white flag. "So we're back to a painting somewhere in the great beyond."