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opter piloted by Giordino。
〃His mercenary buddies must have carried him off；〃 Pitt surmised。
〃Knowing a sadist like Amaru might still be alive；〃 said Rodgers； 〃is enough to cause nightmares。〃
Giordino gave a mechanical shrug。 〃Even if he survived the rocket attack； he'd have died from loss of blood。〃
Pitt turned and stared at Shannon； who was directing a team of archaeologists and a small army of workers。 They were numbering the shattered blocks of stone from the temple in preparation for a restoration project。 She seemed to have discovered something in the debris and was bending down for a closer examination。 〃A man like Amaru doesn't die easily。 I don't think we've heard the last of him。〃
〃A grim prospect；〃 said Rodgers； 〃made worse by the latest news from Lima。〃
Pitt raised an eyebrow。 〃I didn't know we received CNN this deep in the Andes。〃
〃We do now。 The helicopter that landed about an hour ago belonged to the Peruvian News Bureau。 It brought in a team of television reporters and a mountain of equipment。 The City of the Dead has bee international news。〃
〃So what did they have to report？〃 pressed Giordino。
〃The military and police have admitted their failure to capture the army renegade mercenaries who flew into the valley to slit our throats and remove the artifacts。 Nor have investigators tracked down any of Amaru's grave looters。〃
Pitt smiled at Rodgers。 〃Not exactly the sort of report that will look good on their resumes。〃
〃The government tried to save face by handing out a story that the thieves dumped the artifacts over the mountains and are now hiding out in the Amazon forests of Brazil。〃
〃Never happened；〃 said Pitt。 〃Otherwise why would U。S。 Customs insist we provide them with an inventory of the artifacts？ They know better。 No； the loot is not scattered on a mountaintop。 If I read the brains behind the Solpemachaco correctly； they're not the kind to panic and run。 Their informants in the military alerted them every step of the way； from the minute an assault force was assembled and launched to capture them。 They would have also learned the flight plan of the assault transports； and then plotted a safe route to avoid them。 After quickly loading the artifacts； they flew to a prearranged rendezvous at an airstrip or seaport where the stolen riches were either transferred aboard a jetliner or a cargo ship。 I doubt whether Peru will ever see its historical treasures again。〃
〃A nice tight scenario；〃 said Rodgers thoughtfully。 〃But aren't you forgetting the bad guys only had one helicopter after we stole their backup？〃
〃And we knocked that one into a mountain；〃 added Giordino。
〃I think if we knew the full truth； the gang of second…rate killers ordered in by the boss who impersonated Doc Miller was followed later by a couple of heavy…lift helicopter transports； probably the old model Boeing Chinooks that were sold around the world。 They can lift almost fifty troops or twenty tons of cargo。 Enough mercenaries were left on the ground to stow the artifacts。 They made their getaway in plenty of time after our escape and before we alerted the Peruvian government； who took their time in mounting an aerial posse。〃
Rodgers stared at Pitt with renewed admiration。 Only Giordino was not impressed。 He knew from long years of experience that Pitt was one of that rare breed who could stand back and analyze events as they occurred； down to the finest details。 It was a gift with which few men and women are born。 Just as the greatest mathematicians and physicists pute incredibly intricate formulas on a level inprehensible to people with no head for figures； so Pitt operated on a deductive level inprehensible to all but a few of the top criminal investigators in the world。 Giordino often found it maddening that while he was attempting to explain something to Pitt； the mesmeric green eyes would focus on some unseen object in the distance and he would know that Pitt was concentrating on something。
While Rodgers was pondering Pitt's reconstruction of events； trying to find a flaw； the big man from NUMA turned his attention to Shannon。
She was on her hands and knees on the temple floor with a soft…bristled paintbrush； gently clearing away dust and tiny bits of rubble from a burial garment。 The textile was woven from wool and adorned with multicolored embroidery in the design of a laughing monkey with hideous； grinning teeth and coiled snakes for arms and legs。
〃What the well…dressed Chachapoyan wore？〃 he asked。
〃No； it's Inca。〃 Shannon did not turn and look up at him but remained absorbed in her work。
〃They did beautiful work；〃 Pitt observed。
〃The Inca and their ancestors were the finest dyers and weavers in the world。 Their fabric weaving techniques are too plicated and time…consuming to be copied today。 They are still unrivaled in interlocking tapestry construction。 The finest tapestry weavers of Renaissance Europe used eighty…five threads per inch。 The early Peruvians used up to five hundred threads per inch。 Small wonder the Spanish mistakenly thought the finer Inca textiles were silk。〃
〃Maybe this isn't a good time for pursuing the arts； but I thought you'd like to know that AI and I have finished sketching the artifacts we caught sight of before the roof fell in。〃
〃Give them to Dr。 Ortiz。 He's most interested in what was stolen。〃
Then lost in her project； she turned back to the excavation。
An hour later； Gunn found Pitt standing beside Ortiz； who was directing several workers in scraping vegetation from a large sculpture of what appeared to be a winged jaguar with a serpent's head。 The menacing jaws were spread wide； revealing a set of frightening curved fangs。 The massive body and wings were sculpted into the doorway of a huge burial house。 The only entrance was the gaping mouth； which was large enough for a man to crawl into。 From the feet to the tip of the raised wings； the stone beast stood over 6 meters high （20 feet）。
〃Not something you'd want to meet some night in a dark alley；〃 said Gunn。
Dr。 Ortiz turned and waved a greeting。 〃The largest Chachapoyan sculpture yet found。 I judge it dates somewhere between A。D。 1200 and I300。〃
〃Does it have a name？〃 asked Pitt。
〃Demonio del Muertos；〃 answered Ortiz。 〃The demon of the dead； a Chachapoyan god who was the focus of a protective rite connected with the cult of the underworld。 Part jaguar； part condor； part snake； he sank his fangs into whoever disturbed the dead and then dragged them into the black depths of the earth。〃
〃He wasn't exactly pretty；〃 said Gunn。
〃The demon wasn't meant to be。 Effigies ranged in size from one like this to those no larger than a human hand； depending on the deceased's wealth and status。 I imagine we'll find them in almost every tomb and grave in the valley。〃
〃Wasn't the god of the ancient Mexicans some kind of serpent？〃 asked Gunn。
〃Yes； Quetzalcoatl； a feathered serpent who was the most important deity of Mesoamerica； beginning with the Olmecs in 900 B。 C。 and ending with the Aztecs during the Spanish conquest。 The Inca also had sculptures of serpents； but no direct connection has yet been made。〃
Ortiz turned away as a laborer motioned for him to examine a small figurine he had excavated next to the sculpture。 Gunn took Pitt by the arm and led him over to a low stone wall where they sat down。
〃A courier from the U。S。 Embassy flew in from Lima on the last supply copter；〃 he said； removing a folder from his briefcase； 〃and dropped off a packet that was faxed from Washington。〃
〃From Yaeger？〃 Pitt asked anxiously。
〃Both Yaeger and your friend Perlmutter。〃
〃Did they strike pay dirt？〃
〃Read for yourself；〃 said Gunn。 〃Julien Perlmutter found an account by a survivor of the galleon being swept into the jungle by a tidal wave。〃
〃So far so good。〃
〃It gets better。 The account mentions a jade box containing knotted cords。 Apparently the box still rests in the rotting timbers of the galleon。〃
Pitt's eyes lit up like beacons。 〃The Drake quipu。〃
〃It appears the myth has substance；〃 Gunn said with a broad smile。
〃And Yaeger？〃 Pitt asked as he began sifting through the papers。
〃His puter analyzed the existing data and came up with grid coordinates that put the galleon within a ten…square…kilometer ballpark。〃
〃Far smaller than I expected。〃
〃I'd say our prospects of finding the galleon and the jade box just improved by a good fifty percent。〃
〃Make that thirty percent；〃 said Pitt； holding up a sheet from Perlmutter giving the known data on the construction； fittings； and cargo of the Nuestra Senora de la Concepcion。 〃Except for four anchors that were probably carried away during the impact of the tidal wave； the magnetic signature of any iron on board would be too faint to be detected by a magnetometer more than a stone's throw away。〃
〃An EG&G Geometrics G…8136 could pick up a small iron mass from a fair distance。〃
〃You're reading my thoughts。 Frank Stewart has a unit on board the Deep Fathom。〃
〃We'll need a helicopter to tow the sensor over the top of the rain forest；〃 said Gunn。
〃That's your department；〃 Pitt said to him。 〃Who do you know in Ecuador？〃
Gunn thought a moment； and then his lips creased in a grin。 〃It just so happens the managing director of the Corporacion Estatal Petrolera Ecuatoriana； the state oil pany； is indebted to NUMA for steering his pany onto significant deposits of natural gas in the Gulf of Guayaquil。〃
Then they owe us big； enough to lend us a bird。〃
〃You could safely say that； yes。〃
〃How much time will you need to put the bite on them？〃
Gunn held up his wrist and peered through his glasses at the dial of his trusty old Timex。 〃Give me twenty minutes to call and make a deal。 Afterward； I'll inform Stewart that we'll drop in and pick up the magnetometer。 Then I'll contact Yaeger and reconfirm his data。〃
Pitt stared blankly at him。 〃Washington isn't exactly around the corner。 Are you making conference calls with smoke signals or mirrors？〃
Gunn reached into his pocket and held up what looked like a small； portable telephone。 〃The Iridium； built by Motorola。 Digital； wireless； you can call anywhere in the world with it。〃
〃I'm familiar with the system；〃 Pitt acknowledged。 〃Works off a satellite enhancement network。 Where did you steal a unit？〃
Gunn glanced furtively around the ruins。 〃Bite your tongue。 This is merely a temporary appropriation from the Peruvian television crew。〃
Pitt gazed fondly at his little bespectacled friend with deep admiration and wonder。 It was a rare event when shy Gunn slipped out of his academic shell to perform a sneaky deed。 〃You're okay； Rudi； I don't care what the celebrity gossip columns say about you。〃
In terms of artifacts and treasures； the looters had barely scratched the surface in the City of the Dead。 They had concentrated on the royal tombs near the temple； but thanks to Pitt's intrusion； they did not have time to do extensive excavation on most of the surrounding tombs。 Many of them contained the remains of high officials of the Chachapoya confederation。 Ortiz and his team of archaeologists also found what appeared to be untouched burial houses of eight noblemen。 Ortiz was overjoyed when he discovered the royal coffins were in pristine condition and had never been opened。
〃We will need ten years； maybe twenty； to conduct a full excavation of the valley；〃 said Ortiz during the customary after…dinner conversation。 〃No discovery in the Americas can touch this one for the sheer number of antiquities。 We have to go slow。 Not even the seed of a flower or one bead of a necklace can be overlooked。 We must miss nothing； because we have an unparalleled opportunity to gain a new understanding of the Chachapoyan culture。〃
〃You have your work cut out for you；〃 said Pitt。 〃I only hope none of the Chachapoya treasures are stolen during shipment to your national museum。〃
〃Any loss between here and Lima is the least of my worries；〃 replied Ortiz。 〃Almost as many artifacts are stolen from our museums as from the original tombs。〃
〃Don't you have tight security to protect your country's valuable objects？〃 asked Rodgers