"I think they went for it," Armont declared, his voice almost lost in
the storm. It's going to take them a while to figure out the raft is
empty, and then some more time to make sure there's nobody in those
life jackets. I think we've milked maybe half an hour out of this."
"Then we're home free," Dimitri said, staring toward the dark horizon.
"We should make landfall just before first light"
"One thing, though," Reginald Hall reflected. "We can't risk any more
radio contact. We're clearly being monitored. So whatever happened to
Michael, he's on his own."
Armont said nothing in reply, merely scanned the turbulent skies.
Maybe, he thought, the weather had worked to their advantage, had saved
them from interdiction by the U.S. Navy. But would it be enough to
delay the launch? He was beginning to think the storm might clear in
time--given the way Aegean downpours tended to come and go--and not even
put a dent in the schedule.