"Leonid Plekhanov is no longer with us," Chessman said dourly. "Under
pressure his mind evidently snapped and he made decisions that would
have meant the collapse of the expedition. He resisted when we reasoned
with him."
The four members of the Genoese team stared without speaking. Jerry
Kennedy put down his glass at last. "You mean you had to restrict him?
Why didn't you bring him back to the ship!"
Chessman took a chair at the table. The others assumed standing
positions behind him. "I'm afraid we'll have to reject your views on
the subject. Twenty years ago this expedition split into two groups. My
team will accomplish its tasks, your opinions are not needed."
Amschel Mayer glared at the others in hostility. "You have certainly
come in force this time."