Austin nodded. "Barker was a true genius. He wrote nothing down. He kept the notes for his genetic tinkering stored in his head. That knowledge died with him."
"Still, it wouldn't prevent someone else, equally as brilliant, from duplicating his work."
"No, but the loopholes in the law will soon be closed. Biofish will not be allowed into the U.S. The Europeans are equally determined that Frankenfish and chips will never be on their menu. Without a market, there's no incentive."
"What about the others in the Kiolya tribe?"
"Arrested, dead or on the run. Without Barker to whip them into a murderous frenzy, I'd say it's the end of that bunch as a threat. Barker's holdings are up for grabs. The wolves are tearing his giant corporation to pieces. Now let me ask you a question. What's the fu- ture hold for you and SOS?"
"We're parting ways. I've decided that commando raids aren't my style. I've been offered a staff position as environmental counsel with Senator Graham."
"Glad to hear you'll be around."
The waiter carried a black telephone over to the table. "Mr. Zavala would like to talk to you," he said.
Joe's voice came on the line. "Sorry to interrupt dinner. I thought you should know that we're going to start to make the approach soon.
"Thanks for the heads-up. How long do we have?"
"Enough for one very long dance."
Austin smiled and hung up. "That was Joe calling from the con- trol car. We'll be landing soon."
Therri stared out the large observation window at the tapestry of lights far below. "It's beautiful. I'll never forget this night. But please tell me how you wrangled the use of the zeppelin for a dinner date?"
"I had to pull a few strings. The Germans are anxious to reclaim the first airship to have landed on the North Pole. When I heard the zeppelin was being flown from Canada to Washington, I offered the services of an experienced pilot, and in return reserved the din- ing room for a few hours. It seemed the only way we could have din- ner undisturbed." He looked at his watch. "The pilot says we have time for one dance."
"I'd love to."
They rose from the table and Austin offered his arm, and they strolled into the dimly lit lounge. Austin turned on a record player, and the mellow tunes of the Glenn Miller band flowed from the speaker. "Thought we should have a little period music."
Therri was staring out the observation window at the lights of the great East Coast megalopolis. She turned and said, "Thank you for an exceptional evening."
"It's not over yet. After we land, we can have a nightcap at my place. Who knows where the evening will lead ?"
"Oh, I know exactly where it will lead," she said with a dreamy smile.
He took her in his arms, inhaling the scent of her perfume, and high above the earth, they danced among the stars.
The End