"I'll be standing by."
After hanging up, Austin sat in his darkened stateroom listening to the grumble of the ship's engines and cursing the slowness of ocean travel. He had been unaware of the urgency of the situation when Captain Ivanov invited him to sail on the icebreaker. Austin could have gone back with Petrov, but he politely refused the offer, saying it was important for him to talk to Karla Janos. Petrov had given him a knowing smile, and told Austin to call on him anytime.
Since coming aboard Austin had spent very little time with Karla. After she and Maria had a tearful reunion, and Uncle Karl got patched up, everyone retired to their respected staterooms to catch up on badly needed sleep.
Austin got dressed and went out on the deck, which was bathed in the subdued arctic light. The Kotelnywas plowing through the ocean at a steady clip. The cold air hit his lungs like the blast from an open refrigerator. Fully awake now, he made his way to the mess hall and poured himself a mug of coffee. The place was deserted except for a couple of crewmen who were coming onto a shift. He found a corner table, slipped the phone from his pocket and called the number Barrett had given him. After a few seconds, a woman answered and said hello.
"I'd like to speak to Barrett," Austin said.
"This isBarrett. I programmed a woman's voice to take the place of mine."
"Aren't you taking this electronic cloak-and-dagger stuff a bit too far?"
"Hell, Kurt, you'renot the one who got shot," Barrett said. "You don't know the kind of people you're dealing with."
"That's why I called. Do you think Gant and Margrave are open to reason?"
"Gant is about as reasonable as a rattlesnake. Tris could be reached, maybe, but he's so damned convinced of his righteous cause he doesn't care who he hurts. Why do you ask?"
Austin conveyed the gist of his conversation with Trout.
When Barrett's voice came back on, it had assumed its masculine mode. "I was afraid of something like this. Ohmigod. I'm responsible for the end of the world. I'm going to kill myself."
"If the world ends you won't have to," Austin said.
Barrett calmed down. "That's the most twisted logic I've ever heard."
"Thanks. Back to my original question. Do you think Gant or Margrave would react with the same alarm if I laid out the facts for them?"
"The difference is that I believeyou. They'll think you're trying to throw a monkey wrench in their plans."
"It might be worth taking the chance. How do I get to them?"
"Gant's foundation has an office in Washington."
"I was thinking of something more casual."
"Let me think. I saw something in the paper. Gant is having some sort of private, charitable horsey thing on his estate. Maybe you can get into that. I may be able to help."
"That's a start. What about Margrave?"
"He rarely comes off of his island in Maine. He's developed a citadel mentality. He's got security people guarding the place, but I might have some ideas on how to get to him."
"It's worth a try. I'm going to do all I can to try to stop this before it gets to the trigger point. Are you still on the move?"
"Still living out of my sleeping bag. Call me when you get home."
Austin hung up, finished his coffee and was about to return to his cabin when Karla came into the mess hall. She seemed as surprised to see him as he was to see her. He beckoned her to his table.
She sat down and said, "I couldn't sleep."
"I can understand that. You've been through a lot in the last few days."
"Uncle Karl said that the men who murdered the expedition were after me. Something about a secret I supposedly know. I don't know what's going on, but I feel responsible for much of what has happened."
"It's not your fault. They think the secret was passed down from your grandfather, an electrical engineer named Lazlo Kovacs."
"You're mistaken. My grandfather's name was Janos, like mine."
Austin shook his head. "That was the name Kovacs assumed after he escaped from Germany at the end of World War Two."
"I don't understand."
"Your grandfather was being forced to work for the Nazis on electromagnetic weapons. He escaped from a secret lab shortly before the Russians overran East Prussia. He was apparently helped by a young member of the German resistance. The German's name was Karl."
"UncleKarl! I always wondered what his connection was to my grandfather. They seemed so different yet so bound together."
"Now you know."
"This is insane! My grandfather never gave me any secret formula for a death ray or whatever it is they're looking for."
"You may know more than you know. Your paper on the extinction of the woolly mammoth hinted at deeper knowledge of his work."
"After the discovery of those creatures on the island, my paper is a joke. I can't wait to get back there to do some research."
"Petrov has vowed to work through academic rather than governmental circles to protect your furry friends. He's had some political trouble, and he thinks this will help his cause."
"I'm glad to hear that. But getting back to my grandfather, I went to him when I was in college with my theory of a cataclysmic extinction because he was the only scientist I knew. There was skepticism about a polar shift being possible. He said that it could happen, and hadhappened. That it could be caused by natural phenomena, or man-made, in the future, when the technology became available. He showed me some equations having to do with electromagnetism that he said proved his point. That's all. Later, when I was working on my thesis after his death, I incorporated his work into the paper."
"That's all he said on the subject?"
"Yes. We never really talked much about science. When my parents died, he became a father and mother to me. I remember him making up bedtime poems to get me to sleep." She sipped her coffee. "How did you and Joe happen to come to our rescue?"
"I heard from a reliable source that your life might be in danger because of your family connection."
"You rushed all the way from the other side of the world for that?"
"If I had known Uncle Karl had the situation pretty much in hand, I wouldn't have worried as much."
"Uncle Karl saved my life, but I'm afraid we were both on our last legs when you and Joe dropped down out of the sky. I'm puzzled. I thought NUMA studies the oceans."
"That's exactly why I'm here. There have been some strange disturbances in the sea that could have something to do with something your grandfather published. It was a set of equations called the Kovacs Theorems."
"I don't understand."
"You said Lazlo Kovacs theorized that electromagnetic transmissions could be used to trigger a polar shift. In the future."
"Yes, that's right."
"Well, the future is now."
"Who would want to do something like that? And why?"
Austin spread his hands. "I'm not sure. When we get back to Washington, I have someone Id like you to talk to. Maybe you can sort things out."
"I was hoping to stop in Fairbanks first."
"I'm afraid there isn't time for that. There may be a great deal at stake here."
"I understand. Even if I'm not responsible for what is going on, my family has had a hand in it, according to what you've told me. I'll do everything I can to set things right."