“Yes, I've been looking into some peculiar phenomena,” he said, without taking his eyes off of Therri. “Maybe I'm being forward, but I have a splendid suggestion. Perhaps we could have dinner together tonight and I could tell you about what I've been doing.” “I'm afraid Ms. Weld and I already have plans.” A pained expression crossed Them's face. “Oh, Kurt, I'm so sorry. I started to say I'd be pleased to have dinner with you, but not tonight. I'm going to be busy with that legal matter we discussed.”

“Hoist by my own petard,” Austin said with a shrug. “Looks like you and I have a date, Professor.”

“Splendid! I'll see you in the dining room of the Hotel Hania around seven, if that sounds all right.” Turning to Therri, he said,

“I'm devastated, Ms. Weld. I hope we will meet again.” He kissed her hand.

“He's charming,” Therri said, after Jorgensen left. “Very courtly in an old-fashioned way.”

“I agree,” Austin said, “but I'd still rather have you as my dinner partner.”

“I'm so sorry. Perhaps when we get back to the States.” Her eyes darkened a shade. “I've been thinking about your theory about the possibility that the Sea Sentinel was controlled from the outside. What would be the range involved in controlling a ship?”

“It could be done from quite a distance, but whoever did it would stay close by to see if the ship were responding to command. Any ideas?”

“There were a number of boats carrying press in the area. Even a helicopter.”

“The controls could have been worked from the sea or the air. It wouldn't have required much in the way of equipment. A transmit- ter with a joystick, maybe, like you see for video games. Assuming we know the how, let's talk about the why. Who would benefit by neutralizing Ryan?”

“Do you have all day? The list could go on forever. Marcus has made enemies all over the world.”

“For a start, let's confine ourselves to the Faroe Islands.” “The whalers would top the enemy list. Passions run high over the issue, but they're basically decent people, in spite of their odd customs. I can't see them attacking the navy ship that's been sent to protect them.” She paused in thought. “There's another possibility, but it's probably too farfetched to consider.”

Try me.

She furrowed her brow in concentration. “After thegrindarap op- eration, Marcus and his crew planned to make a showing at a fish farm owned by the Oceanus Corporation. The Sentinels are also against large-scale aquaculture, because of the harm to the environ- ment.”

“What do you know about Oceanus?”

“Not much. It's a multinational distributor of seafood products. Traditionally, they've bought fish from fleets around the world, but in the last few years they've gotten into aquaculture in a huge way. Their fish farms are on the same scale as some of the land farms op- erated by the agribusiness outfits in the States.”