“He’ll make contact with us again,” Biff’s father said. “He doesn’t know exactly what is in this letter Biff found. His message—the one written on that mirror, is telling me that if we want to see Dr. Weber alive again, then I’ll have to tell him where the cesium strike is located.”
“And that information is at the bottom of the sea,” Biff said soberly.
“Yes,” Mr. Brewster said. “We’ve got to do everything we can to try and spot that sunken sloop. Dr. Weber’s life depends on it.”
CHAPTER XI
Wharf Rats
Biff’s father had concluded his conversation.
“Now you all know as much as I do. Now we move into action. Biff, you and Li will be our ground forces. Li’s father and I will take over the naval side.”
“You mean we’re not going to the Big Island with you?” Biff was dismayed.
“No, Biff. I want you and Li to roam about Hana. You both had a good look at Perez Soto. I’m sure you could describe him. Make a few inquiries. See if anyone of his description has been in Hana recently. Hana is a very big place. I’m sure he was here yesterday—probably met with Tokawto, to Tokawto’s misfortune.”
“We’ll check on him, too. We’ll stop by the police station,” Biff replied.
“Hank,” Mr. Brewster went on, “our job is to rent a boat. A yawl, about thirty feet. Biff and I can sail, and I’m sure you and Li have handled boats all your lives. I don’t want a captain or a crew. Just a boat. Think we can rent one here?”