A second's pause； and then； 〃This is the captain。〃
〃Sir； we've got a hell of a crack in the engine room； and it's getting worse by the minute。〃
Hunt was stunned。 He had hoped against hope that they could make port before the damage turned critical。 〃Are we taking on water？〃
〃The pumps are fighting a losing battle。〃
〃Thank you； Mr。 Gallagher。 Can you keep the engines turning until we reach land？〃
〃What time frame do you have in mind？〃
〃Another hour should put us in calmer waters。〃
〃Doubtful；〃 said Gallagher。 〃I give her ten minutes； no more。〃
〃Thank you； Chief；〃 Hunt said heavily。 〃You'd better leave the engine room while you still can。〃
Hunt wearily replaced the receiver； turned and looked out the aft wheelhouse windows。 The ship had taken on a noticeable list and was rolling heavily。 Two of her boats had already been smashed and swept overboard。 Making for the nearest shore and running the ship safely aground was now out of the question。 To reach the smoother waters； he would have to make a turn to starboard。 The Princess would never survive if she was caught broadside in the maddened waves。 She could easily be plunged into a trough without any hope of getting out。 Whatever the circumstance； breaking up or the ice building on her superstructure and capsizing her； the ship was doomed。
His mind briefly traveled back sixty days in time and ten thousand miles in distance to the dock on the Yangtze River at Shanghai； where the furnishings from the Princess Dou Wan's staterooms were being stripped in preparation for her final voyage to the scrap yard in Singapore。 The departure had been interrupted when General Kung Hui of the Nationalist Chinese Army arrived on the dock in a Packard limousine and ordered Captain Hunt to converse with him inside the car。
〃Please excuse my intrusion； Captain； but I am acting under the personal directive of Generalissimo Chiang Kai…shek。〃 General Kung Hui； skin and hands as smooth and white as a sheet of paper； sat fastidious and immaculate in a tailored uniform that showed no sign of a crease。 He took up the entire rear seat in the passengers' partment as he spoke； while Captain Hunt was forced to sit unfortably twisted sideways on a jump seat。 〃You are hearby ordered to place your ship and crew in a state of readiness for a long voyage。〃
〃I believe there has been a mistake；〃 said Hunt。 〃The Princess is not in a state of readiness for an extended cruise。 She is about to depart with barely enough men； fuel and supplies to make the scrap yard in Singapore。〃
〃You can forget about Singapore；〃 said Hui with an airy wave of one hand。 〃Ample fuel and food will be provided along with twenty men from our Nationalist Navy。 Once your cargo is on board。。。〃 Hui paused to insert a cigarette in a long holder and light it。 〃。。。 I should say in about ten days； you will be given your sailing orders。〃
〃I must clear this with my pany directors；〃 argued Hunt。 〃The directors of Canton Lines have been notified the Princess Dou Wan will be temporarily appropriated by the government。〃
〃They agreed to it？〃
Hui nodded。 〃Considering they were generously offered payment in gold by the generalissimo； they were most happy to cooperate。〃
〃After we reach our； or should I say； your destination； what then？〃
〃Once the cargo is safely delivered ashore； you may continue on to Singapore。〃
〃May I ask where we're bound for？〃
〃You may not。〃
〃And the cargo？〃
〃Secrecy will dominate the entire mission。 From this minute on； you and your crew will remain on board your ship。 No one steps ashore。 You will have no contact with friends or family。 My men will guard the ship day and night to guarantee strict security。〃
〃I see；〃 said Hunt； but obviously he didn't。 He could not recall seeing such shifty eyes。
〃As we speak；〃 Hui continued； 〃all your munications equipment is being either removed or destroyed。〃
Hunt was stunned。 〃Surely you can't expect me to attempt a voyage at sea without a radio。 What if we encounter difficulties and have to send out a call for assistance？〃
Hui idly held up his cigarette holder and studied it。 〃I foresee no difficulties。〃
〃You are an optimist； General；〃 said Hunt slowly。 〃The Princess is a tired ship far beyond her prime。 She is ill…prepared to cope with heavy seas and violent storms。〃
〃I cannot impress upon you the importance and great rewards if this mission is carried out successfully。 Generalissimo Chiang Kai…shek will generously pensate you and your crew in gold after you successfully reach port。〃
Hunt stared out the window of the limousine at the rusting hull of his ship。 〃A fortune in gold won't do me much good when I'm lying on the bottom of the sea。〃
〃Then we will rest together for eternity。〃 General Hui smiled without humor。 〃I will be ing along as your passenger。〃
Captain Hunt recalled the frantic activity that quickly erupted around the Princess。 Fuel oil was pumped until the tanks were filled。 The ship's cook was astounded by the quality and quantity of the food carried aboard and stored in the galley。 A constant stream of trucks soon began arriving； stopping beneath the huge cranes on the dock。 Their cargo of large wooden crates was then lifted onto the ship and stowed in the holds； which were soon filled to capacity。
The stream of trucks seemed unending。 Crates small enough to be carried by one or two men were stowed in the empty passenger cabins； vacant passageways and every available partment below decks。 Every square foot of space was crammed to the overhead decks。 The final six truckloads were lashed down on the promenade decks once strolled by the passengers。 General Hui had been the last to board； along with a small cadre of heavily armed officers。 His luggage consisted of ten steamer trunks and thirty cases of expensive wines and cognacs。
All for nothing； Hunt thought。 Beaten in the homestretch by Mother Nature。 The secrecy； the intricate deception； had been for nothing。 From the time they left the Yangtze； the Princess sailed silent and alone。 Without munications equipment； radio calls from other passing ships went unanswered。
The captain stared down at the recently installed radar； but its sweep showed no other ship within fifty miles of the Princess。 Unable to send a distress signal； there could be no rescue。 He looked up as General Hui stepped unsteadily into the wheel…house； face deathly white； a soiled handkerchief held to his lips。
〃Seasick； General？〃 said Hunt tauntingly。
〃This damned storm；〃 Hui murmured。 〃Will it never end？〃
〃We were prophetic； you and I。〃
〃What are you talking about？〃
〃Resting together on the bottom for all eternity。 It won't be long now。〃
Gallagher rushed topside and ran； clutching the handrail for support while sliding his hand along it down the passageway to his cabin。 He was neither frantic nor confused but calm and posed。 He knew exactly what he must do。 He always kept the door locked because of what was inside； but did not waste time fumbling for the key。 He kicked the door open； smashing it against the stop。
A woman with long blond hair； wearing a silk robe； lay stretched on the bed reading a magazine。 She looked up startled from the sudden intrusion as a small dachshund jumped to its feet beside her and began barking。 The woman's body was long and beautifully proportioned。 Her plexion was smooth and flawless with high cheekbones； her eyes the vivid blue of a late…morning sky。 If she stood； the top of her head would have e up to Gallagher's chin。 She swung her legs to the deck gracefully and sat there on the edge of the bed。
〃e on； Katie。〃 His hand on her wrist； he jerked her to her feet。 〃We've precious little time。〃
〃Are we ing into port？〃 she asked in confusion。
〃No； darlin'。 The ship is about to sink。〃
Her hand flew to her mouth。 〃Oh God！〃 she gasped。
Gallagher was jerking open closet doors； tearing out drawers and throwing clothes at her over his shoulders。 〃Put on every piece of clothing you can get into； every pair of pants you've got and every pair of my socks you can slide over your feet。 Dress in layers； thinner garb on the inside； heavier on the outside； and be quick about it。 This old tub is heading for the bottom any minute。〃
The woman looked as if she was about to protest； then silently and quickly threw off the robe and began pulling on her underwear。 She moved rapidly and purposely； wiggling first into her slacks and then Gallagher's pants。 Five knit sweaters went on over three blouses。 She felt fortunate indeed that she had packed a full suitcase for her rendezvous with her fiance。 When she could wear no more； Gallagher helped stuff her into one of his working jumpsuits。 A pair of his boots went over her silk hose and several pairs of his socks。
The little dachshund darted between their legs； leaping up and down； ears flapping in excitement。 He had been a gift from Gallagher along with an emerald engagement ring when he had proposed marriage。 The dog wore a red leather collar with a gold dragon charm that swung wildly across his little chest。
〃Fritz！〃 she scolded him。 〃Lie on the bed and be still。〃
Katrina Garin was a strong…minded woman w