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Coffey replied.
    Hood felt a chill in the small of his back. “Did he give you any context, a scenario of some kind?” Hood asked.
    “Zero,” Coffey said. “But I was on a cell phone, and he obviously didn’t want to say very much. All I was told is that there’s an airplane waiting to take me to Darwin.”
    Herbert had already swung up the laptop computer attached to his wheelchair. The intelligence chief had lost the use of his legs in the Beirut embassy blast that had killed his wife. He had wireless Internet on the laptop, as well as the ability to tap any of Op-Center’s computers using LEASH—Local Executive Access Secure Hookup. The technology only worked within a radius of 500 feet from the personal computer in his office. While Coffey was speaking, Herbert had gone to the Australian Department of Defence file. He found the dossier on Warrant Officer Jelbart and read it.
    “What do you know about Jelbart?” Rodgers asked.
    “He’s a heavyweight,” Herbert said. He spoke loud enough for Coffey to hear. “He’s fifty-two, a career officer, divorced twice, no kids. He runs the coastal intelligence network and has a background in mapping and signal recon. Commendations up to his eyeballs.”
    “Bob, are there any nuclear submarines in the Darwin area?” Rodgers asked. “I’m wondering if there could be a leak.”
    “I was not given that information.”
    “It could also be a plutonium-powered satellite that fell to earth,” Hood suggested.
    “I suppose,” Coffey agreed. “But why would Jelbart call me for either of those? My first thought was that there might be civilian casualties resulting from an accident of some kind—”
    “Possibly American civilian casualties,” Rodgers pointed out.
    “Right. But wouldn’t they go to an embassy first?” Coffey asked.
    “Not necessarily,” Hood said. “If they were negligent in some way and wanted to cover their asses, having an internationally known human-rights attorney on site would be a nice cosmetic touch.”
    “Gentlemen, before we go to war with Australia over this, I’d like to check both possibilities,” Herbert said.
    The intelligence chief went to the United States Department of Defense secure file and accessed the naval intelligence Red List—an up-to-the-minute listing on the whereabouts and status of nuclear-capable craft. It was the list that gave the Pentagon the first warning that the Russian submarine Kursk had gone down in August 2000. The list also showed the status of the nine cruise missiles that had been removed from the submarine and taken to the top secret Nerpa shipyard located at the mouth of Olenya Guba Bay in Murmansk. The list included vessels with nuclear-powered engines and nuclear missiles. Herbert told the others that only the Chinese People’s Liberation Navy had a vessel operating in the region, a Xia-class ballistic missile submarine. There was no suggestion of any problems on board. Then he went to the National Reconnaissance Office site to check on nuclear-powered satellites and exploration craft. Herbert reported that the list of deorbiting hardware was free of alerts.
    “I sure was hoping it was one of them,” Herbert said.
    Hood did not have to ask why. Absent an accident, that left the probability of illegal nuclear activity, possibly the transportation of weapons or raw nuclear material.
    “Lowell, are there any nuclear power plants in the Darwin region?” Rodgers asked.
    “I already asked my host,” Coffey told him. “She said she does not believe there are.”
    “I’m with you, Lowell,” Herbert said. “Nothing personal, but I’m bothered by the fact that they asked for you instead of an official representative of the federal government.”
    “I am, too,” Coffey said.
    “Do we know that they didn’t do that as well?” Hood asked.
    “I was told that I was their one-and-only,” Coffey said.
    “Jelbert’s aide may not have been in possession of that information,” Hood pointed