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The boy's clothes were with blood from superficial wounds. "I killed one of
them. son says there is only one other..." "With M-16- He's dead." "And is
friend of my son's there, wounded very badly." "A doctor's on way," Lyons
told him. "Now the answers." In the alley and filthy streets around
warehouse looked like FBI parking lot. But by that time, Team already had
information that was to them out of and far to the North. 2 Through the 
scope, its electronics the moonless night day, Lyons watched them unload
explosives. Two men in the motor launch each case by its rope swung it onto
the floating dock. The were wide and flat, heavy for the man on the dock
carry. He dragged the cases one after into the boathouse, then back for the
next one. At far end of the boathouse, fourth man crouched against the wall,
his pointed at the silent fields and of the North Carolina 
In the distance, than mile from stagnant inlet, were foothills, then
forest. There were no no highways, only the dirt cutting through the
marshes. Lyons checked the on his rifle. He wanted no accident. was not an
ambush. If it had the four men would have dead the moment the touched the
dock. Quick as counting two, three, four. Lyons was well aware that killing
these would not stop the terrorists New York City. He 
his eye from the half turned to glance behind him. headlights approaching.
At some time the night, however, truck come for those the launch, the men
stopped. Lyons one of them cigarette. Through the the match flare looked
like on the man's face. The engine started, and the launch chugged Only the
man on the dock and guard with the 
remained. His radio hand-set clicked twice. acknowledged Blancanales'
signal with single click. He couldn't chance words. Blancanales hid near the
dock, his night-suited and form invisible in the tall The clicks to Lyons
meant was ready and waiting. And with luck, Lyons told Organization,
discipline and Lyons repeated the words he searched the for headlights. It
wasn't luck that got to this boathouse. Back in Miami, Hector 
his son Alfonso confessed in the of the firefight they had sold rusting
freighter to smuggler running dope from Caribbean to the United States. But
smuggler was unknown to the international drug Until the deal blew up in his
Hector had thought the operation Federal scam to trap big-time Alfonso told
him he 
overheard crewman say "Carolina." This information had Gadgets to focus his
wizardry on part of the Carolina where they were now encamped. had
electronically located high-powered transmitter in this area, was in
communication with New York City and off the coast, presumably the
smugglers'. In the location of the transmitter, he had coded message from
the freighter to boathouse. Though they couldn't break code, the Able Team
hoped it meant

until tommorow


Joann