Then, throughout the long night, Karen had risen many times from the cramped bed to stare out the window, afraid the sight might disappear. Under the moonlight, the misted pyramids had shone damply, as if glowing with an inner light. From their hotel room’s tiny balcony they had a clear view to the sea and the twin Dragons. Last night, she and Miyuki had talked late into the night, sharing a bottle of saki between them. Karen, bubbling with excitement despite a restless night, nodded and climbed into the stern. “I could not risk looters damaging the Dragons-or what if the pyramids sank again?” “And lost half a day getting back here,” Karen answered. “We could have struck a better deal in Naha.” The old fiberglass craft showed significant wear-the metal railings dented and bent, the vinyl seats cracked and fraying at the seams-but the hull itself looked seaworthy enough to cross the hundred or so yards to the nearby pyramids. “We should have returned to Naha yesterday,” Miyuki said, scowling at the condition of the boat. Instead, over Miyuki’s protests, she chartered a fishing boat to drop them off at the small town of Chatan on Yonaguni Island’s coast. After yesterday’s discovery, she had refused to return to Naha and the university. The twin pyramids lay just a couple hundred meters out past the bay. With the sun yet to rise, Karen was already at the docks, bartering for the rental of an outboard motorboat. Off the coast of Yonaguni Island, Okinawa Prefecture But on this journey, David intended to add a side objective of his own. Omega team had never failed in a mission. With a nod to the country’s new leader, David swung around on numb legs. “Very good.” Ruzickov turned toward the exit. I understand the importance of this mission and will let nothing stand in my way-not even Jack Kirkland.” “We just want to make sure Kirkland’s presence isn’t going to interfere with your mission.” “I’m sorry for your loss,” Nafe said, drawing back David’s attention.

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