Sea of Terror (42 page)

"Mr. Rubens, please," Bing said.

He shrugged. "The Egyptians did negotiate, or they pretended to, and the terrorists went free at Port Said, supposedly before anyone ashore knew about Klinghoffer's murder. They, and the mastermind of the operation, Abu Abbas, got on a seven-thirty-seven headed for Libya. At Reagan's orders, the plane was intercepted by F-fourteens and forced to land in Sicily.

"This situation is different on almost every level. This time, the terrorists clearly targeted both the Atlantis Queen and the Pacific Sandpiper from the start. The operation was large--Carrousel estimates at least twenty hijackers on board the Queen, and a similar but unknown number on the Sandpiper It was well armed, their weapons including a number of Stinger shoulder-launched antiaircraft missiles and, we're guessing, several tons at least of high explosives smuggled onto the ship at Southampton. It was well equipped, including a helicopter. And it was superbly planned. The op included the suborning of at least one of the security officers on board the Queen, the murder and replacement of two Japanese nationals on board the Sandpiper,; and the replacement or the suborning of at least one of the crewmen on board the Ishikari."

"How do you know that last?" Wehrum asked.

"Because of the timing. The destruction of the Ishikari was deliberate, timed to allow a helicopter full of terrorists to touch down on the Sandpiper and take her over just before the Queen arrived in the area. The tangos have been carrying out this plan of theirs step by step by meticulous step ... and they've been staying one step ahead of us the whole way."

"So what are you suggesting, Mr. Rubens?" Bing asked him.

"First, that we not allow the perceived similarities of this situation with the Achille Lauro hijacking to deter us," he said. "Second, that we pay attention to something important--the fact that, whatever Khalid claims, the tangos aren't simply holding the crew and passengers of the Queen for ransom. They didn't need to take over the Pacific Sandpiper for that. So we can assume they have something bigger in mind. Something flashier."

"New York City," General Barton said. "A huge dirty bomb in New York Harbor."

"That seems the likeliest possibility right now," Collins said. "The IJI Brigade is almost certainly aligned with al-Qaeda, and might be an operational branch of it. Al-Qaeda always goes for big, spectacular operations with high body counts. The 1993 World Trade Center bombing . .. which was supposed to bring down both towers and release a cloud of poison gas, though that part isn't generally well known. Operation Bojinka, which was discovered and stopped before it could be carried out--the simultaneous hijacking and destruction of ten or twelve commercial aircraft over the Pacific Ocean. The attack on the USS Cole off Yemen. The embassy bombings in East Africa. The nine-eleven attacks. Typical al-Qaeda operations don't have religious overtones, and they don't demand ransom money or the release of hostages. They're designed to punish the West for supporting Israel or for acting as 'oppressors,' And they're designed to grab world attention and hold it."

"Maybe this is a first time for ransom demands," Bing suggested. "Al-Qaeda might need money. We've been putting the squeeze on them by seizing their assets every time we can identify them."

"Or it might not be al-Qaeda after all," Wehrum added.

"Or the demand for two billion dollars and the release of Muslim prisoners might be nothing but a smokescreen," Rubens said, "a means of spinning things out, to let the hijacked ships get close enough to a U. S. city to do some serious damage."

Bing considered this. "The President is still... reluctant to authorize military action against the hijackers," she said. "But he also says that the Atlantis Queen and the Pacific Sandpiper must not be allowed to enter American waters. To prevent that, he will authorize deadly force against both ships."

"My God," Barton said. "Are you saying what I think you're--"

"A Los Angeles-class submarine is shadowing those two hijacked vessels," Bing said. "The Newport News, part of the Eisenhower's strike group. If necessary, she will be given orders to destroy both ships."

"There must be another way," Admiral Prendergast said. "We can't kill over three thousand civilians!"

"If they've breached those MOX containers," Elton added, "it could also mean an unprecedented ecological disaster. All of that radioactive debris adrift in the Gulf Stream? It could poison the North Atlantic ... contaminate the entire Atlantic coast of Europe, at the very least."

"All of which the terrorists are probably counting on," Rubens pointed out. "My guess, ladies and gentlemen, is that that's exactly what Khalid and his people intend ... to force us to destroy those ships ourselves in order to protect our cities. Remember the nine-eleven conspiracy nonsense?"

They did. In the aftermath of the September 11 attacks on the World Trade Center and the Pentagon, conspiracy theories had begun floating about on the Internet to the effect that Flight 93 had been shot down by U. S. military aircraft, that the WTC attacks had been staged by the U. S. government, even that what had crashed into the Pentagon hadn't been a hijacked airliner at all but a missile launched by an American combat plane. The possible motives for such a conspiracy were fuzzy, of course, but generally had to do with creating an excuse to invade the Middle East in order to secure and control the sources of Arab oil.

So far as Rubens was concerned, the people spreading those conspiracy theories on the Internet and even in video documentaries were little better than traitors, dishonoring the memories of the thousands of Americans who'd died in those attacks and the brave Americans who'd gone on to take the war to the enemy. By blaming the recent and unpopular Bush Administration with ignorance, distortions, and outright lies, they'd given aid and comfort to the real enemy, apparently for nothing better than political point-making.

It was still a free country, and free speech was still the law of the land, but that kind of domestic political propaganda was damnably close to shouting, "Fire!" in a crowded theater. Oliver Wendell Holmes would not have been amused.

"You're saying we're playing into Khalid's hands," Bing said.

"As I said, Dr. Bing, they've been keeping just ahead of us right along, ever since before the crisis started. I think they're using misdirection now in order to delay, that they have no intention of taking the money even if we give in. They want to offer us a choice of two and only two options--they sail into New York Harbor and set off a dirty bomb that will kill thousands of people and contaminate the entire city, or they force us to sink those ships ourselves, be seen by the world killing three thousand civilians, and possibly contaminating the European shoreline, everything from Ireland to Spain and Portugal."

"So what are you suggesting, Mr. Rubens?" Prendergast asked. "Your military insertion option?"

"I would suggest, first, that you negotiate. Tell them that we will give them the money and the prisoners. See if they'll halt those ships mid-ocean if we make that promise. If they do, then I'm wrong. We can continue to negotiate ... or launch a military option, whatever you and the President think best."

"That seems reasonable," General Barton said.

"With an important cavealf," Rubens said. "They could still blow those ships up out there even while we're in the middle of negotiating with them, and claim we did it. There would be plenty of people who would believe them. And radioactive contamination of western Europe and the poisoning of fish throughout the North Atlantic would still kill thousands, and result in tens of billions of dollars of damage. It would give al-Qaeda the propaganda victory it's looking for.

"So while we talk, I do still think we need to get a team on board those ships."

"To launch an assault?" Bing asked. "Or for reconnaissance?"

"For reconnaissance first," Rubens said. "We have to have decent intel. How many terrorists are there? Where are they? What is the situation of the hostages, and where are they? Are there explosives in place? We need to know."

"Your last report said that you were again in contact with one of your agents on board," Wehrum said.

"Carrousel, yes," Rubens said. "She sent a message through confirming that she's okay, and suggesting some electronic options we might be able to take."

"Then she can get us the intel we need," Barton said.

"No, unfortunately. She can't. We need to see places that passengers aren't allowed to go. The bridge. The cargo hold. She would be picked up by the ship's sensors, and an alarm would sound in Security.

"What we have in mind is to put two teams on board, one on each ship. They could check areas closed to passengers, and give us a picture of just where the bad guys are. They would then be in position when a full-scale assault is launched. Our working plan so far is to have them take down terrorist leaders before they can order the detonation of any explosives in the ships' holds. An alternate possibility is to send the recon teams to those holds and have them disarm any explosives before the actual assault begins."

"And you think this operation could be kept low-key?" Bing asked him. "The President still wants to downplay any American involvement."

Politics again. "Yes, Dr. Bing," Rubens replied. "In fact, what we would recommend is that the SAS get another crack at those ships. As you said the other day, it's their ship, their responsibility. And a success here would go a long way to repairing their public image. And it would keep our people out of the public eye."

"I'm not so sure this is a good idea," Wehrum said, looking at Bing. "If the assault force screws up, the ships could be destroyed anyway. And it would look like it was our fault."

"Doing nothing guarantees failure," Rubens pointed out.

"I'll take this up with the President," Bing said. "No promises ... but have your Black Cat unit positioned and ready to go. How long will it take to get them in position?"

"They're ready now," Rubens said. When Bing raised her eyebrows at that, he grinned. "It seemed a worthwhile precaution to put our team in place for an op, just in case. They're on board the Eisenhower now. We also have a SEAL team on the USS Ohio, shadowing the hijacked ships."

"We'll still need Presidential approval," she said.

"Of course," Rubens said. "There's one thing more, though."

"What is it?"

"Met reports from that part of the ocean are not encouraging right now. The wind is up to ten knots with gusts at fifteen, the sea state is at three, and there's a storm front moving down on those ships from the north. Weather conditions are expected to deteriorate dramatically over the next ten to twelve hours."

"What does that mean?"

"That we are not going to be able to launch a parachute insertion onto those ships with winds over about ten to twelve knots. And SEALs on board an ASDS trying to come alongside will not be able to board them if the seas are higher than about sea state three to four. We need to go now, within the next few hours ... or we'll need to wait until the storm passes."

"Tell your team to stand ready," Bing said, standing suddenly. "I'll get back to you with the President's decision."

"At last report, the Atlantis Queen was one hundred and eleven miles southeast of Mistaken Point, Newfoundland," Rubens said. "That's a bit over five hundred miles from New York. We don't have much time."

The meeting was over.

Bridge, Atlantis Queen 45deg 18' N, 52deg 11'W Wednesday, 1603 hours GMT

"I need to know I can still trust you," Khalid said.

"I told you ... I didn't tell them anything! They ... they grabbed me and Rawasdeh so quickly, and then Rawasdeh was knocked down the stairs. I didn't have a gun--"

"Yes, yes, we have been over all of that," Khalid said, placing a fatherly hand on the man's shoulder. "It wasn't your fault."

Ghailiani's right arm was in a sling, heavily bandaged, and he had another bandage wrapped around his torso beneath his open Ship's Security shirt. The ship's doctor had patched him up after Aziz and Nehim had shot him in the woman's stateroom.

It would, Khalid thought, be safest to shoot GhaUiani right now. The problem was that Khalid's personnel assets were stretched to the limit right now. He needed technical people--people who knew computers--in the IT department and in the ship's Security Office.

Things had been tight before with twenty-four Brigade fighters on board each of the two captured vessels, a total of forty-eight. Now Rawasdeh was dead. So was Wahidi, transferred to the Sandpiper on Saturday to work with Bekkali and Moritomi in the special technical unit.

Wahidi's death had been .. . horrible, a three-day agony of vomiting and diarrhea as the radiation poisoning he'd received had eaten away his guts. Bekkali was dead as well, the same way, and two other fighters soon would be. The KKD atomic expert, Moritomi, had shot himself when the first radiation poisoning symptoms had set in hours after the transfer of nuclear material to the Atlantis Queen. And two more men had died in the Sandpiper's stern gun position, when the British helicopter had blasted it with a wire-guided missile.

Eight dead so far. Counting himself, then, there were twenty-nine Brigade fighters remaining on board the Atlantis Queen, eighteen on the Pacific Sandpiper. Khalid had expected to take losses, of course; the sacrifice of the special technical unit had been expected, a part of the operational plan.

But Khalid had just five men on board the Atlantis Queen with the training and experience to operate both the ship's computers and the security monitors--and that number included himself. They were working now in staggered eighteen-hour shifts, with one man catching a few hours' sleep at a time. He needed Ghailiani to help fill in, because he'd been trained in the Atlantis Queen's security systems. With some minor changes to the programming of the computer running the ship's security section, Khalid would need fewer men as guards, would be able to control all of the thousands of people on board this ship watching through cameras and the ship's sensors, instead of with armed men standing at specific points like the fantail, the Promenade Deck, and up on Deck Eleven.