“Thanks for bringing Daisy,” Stone said.
“It was harder getting her out of that kennel than getting an agent out of a foreign jail. Dino’s badge did the trick, finally. I had to sign a form, releasing them from all liability.”
“You said you had some other means of searching for Holly,” Stone said to Lance.
Lance glanced at his watch. “I do, but it will be another couple of hours before the materials will be in my hands.”
AT THE HOUSE, Lance went directly to Dick’s secret office and got on the computer. Stone watched as he loaded a stack of acetate sheets into the printer.
“Now we wait,” Lance said. “Is lunch ready?”
They sat down around the kitchen table, while Mabel served the food and Stone took everybody through every step of the past two days.
“Any questions?” Stone asked, finally.
Ham spoke up. “Is it true that after forty-eight hours the chances of getting a missing person back are about nil?”
“No, it’s not true,” Stone said. “Not in this situation, at least.”
“Why not this situation?”
“First, because it’s Holly, and she is much more capable of dealing with these circumstances than your average abductee. If she has even the slightest opportunity, she’ll kill her abductor and get out of wherever she is. It’s unlikely that he has any notion of how much danger he’s in.”
Ham nodded, seeming to take some comfort in that idea.
They were on coffee when Lance looked at his watch. “Excuse me, I want to see if I’ve had anything from Langley yet.” He got up and left the table.
Seth came in from outdoors. “Stone, can you come down to the dock for a minute? There’s something I want to show you.”
“We’re expecting Sergeant Young shortly, Seth. Can it wait?”
“I don’t think so,” Seth said.
Stone got up and followed, and everybody else followed Stone. Seth led them down to the dock where Dick’s yacht and the Hinckley picnic boat were docked.
“This is what caught my attention,” Seth said, pointing at a corner of the picnic boat’s stern. “Did you do that by any chance?”
The corner was damaged, as if it had been hit from above by something heavy.
“No, I didn’t,” Stone said. “This boat was pristine the last time I was aboard.”
“I didn’t think so,” Seth said. He produced a bucket with a Plexiglas bottom. “Come over here and take a look.” He put the bottom of the bucket in the water astern of the boat and held it while Stone looked into it. The six-foot- deep water, which was clear but dark, became even clearer. A cubical object about eighteen inches on each side came dimly into view, half sunk into the muddy bottom.
“It’s got to be the safe,” Stone said.
“What safe?” Dino asked.
“Dick’s safe from the study. Somebody got into the house and sawed it out of where it was bolted to a shelf in a cupboard.”
Seth said, “I reckon the feller muscled it down here to the dock to load it on a boat, and he slipped up and dropped it, hitting the boat’s transom. The safe went into the water, and nobody could get it out of there alone without some equipment.”
“Seth,” Stone said, “is there a wet suit among Dick’s stuff?”
“Yes, in the garage,” Seth said, “but it’s Dick’s size, and he was smaller than you or me.”
“Would it fit Dino?”
“Hey, wait a minute,” Dino said.
“I reckon it would,” Seth replied.
“Will you take Dino inside and get him into the wet suit? Hit him over the head, if you have to. Then find some rope and a shovel.”
DINO STOOD ON THE dock wearing the wet suit, a mask and a snorkel. “Now what?” he asked.
“It’s going to be just like that time you told me about in the Bahamas,” Stone said. “Remember how much you enjoyed the snorkeling?”
“This is Maine, not the Bahamas,” Dino said. “That water is fucking cold.”
“That’s why you’re wearing the wet suit,” Stone said. “See? We’ve thought of your every need.”
“But…”
Stone pushed him into the water.
Dino sputtered to the surface. “You’re going to pay for that, goddammit!”
“Now, here’s what you do,” Stone said, handing him a shovel and a length of rope.
Chapter 45
STONE LET THE water drain off the safe, then dried it carefully, before he and Seth carried it into the house.
“What do you think it weighs?” Stone asked Seth.
“Fifty, sixty pounds,” Seth replied.
“Could one man handle it?”
“You want to try?”
“Nope.”
“I reckon a pretty strong fella could handle it. ”Course, he might drop it trying to get it into a boat.“
They got the safe into the study, laid some newspapers on the desk and rested the steel box on top of it, lying on its back. Lance was working away at the computer in Dick’s office.
“The dial is gone,” Stone said.
Lance spoke up. “That means they tried to open it, failed, then sawed it out of the cabinet.”
Stone peered at the safe closely. He could see the bolt that locked it through the crack between the door and the jamb. “I don’t have a clue how to handle this,” he said.
“Send Dino back in the water to look for the dial,” Lance said. “It’ll simplify things.”
Dino was out on the deck, half out of the wet suit. Stone went out and broke the news to him.
“Your turn,” Dino said.
“Put it back on, Dino; you’re the only one the suit fits.”
Dino sighed and began struggling back into the wet suit. “What am I looking for again?”
“The dial from the front of the safe. It’s got to be…” Stone stopped. “Wait a minute.” He went back into the study and opened the cabinet where the safe had been. He rummaged through some papers on the shelf below, and his hand found something of solid metal. He held up the dial. “Never mind, Dino; I found it.”
“Great!” Dino yelled from the deck and started getting out of the wet suit again.
“Got it, Lance,” Stone called.
“In a minute,” Lance replied. He made more key-tapping noises in the little office.
Dino came into the study in a towel. “I’m going to get a shower,” he said. “Anything else that has to be retrieved from the bottom is gonna be retrieved by somebody else.”
“All right, all right,” Stone said.
“And remember, I have a gun.” Dino went through the kitchen out to the guest house, where he and Lance each had a room.
Lance came out of the little office. “Okay, let me have the dial,” he said.
Stone handed it to him.
Lance inspected the safe closely, then fitted the dial back onto the stem protruding from the front of the safe.
