“Now look, Jack. Charlie Keene’s been gone almost a month. The kids nearly two weeks.”
“I know. I know. But what can we do? You know what it means to go in after them.”
“You think you know where they are?”
Jack nodded his head. “I’ve got a pretty good idea where the boys are heading. I just hope Charlie’s in the same general area. I just hope they’re not all scattered over the face of China.”
“What bugs me most is Biff being spotted by now. An American kid among all those Chinese—bound to be!”
“I don’t think so, Muscles. Biff and Chuba worked out a disguise that made Biff look more like a Chinese than Chuba does. Biff not only fooled me, but fooled Ti Pao as well.”
“He fooled Chuba’s father? That’s really something.”
Jack nodded his head. “Yeah. Both of those kids are plenty smart. I think they’ll make it in. They might even get a line on Charlie’s whereabouts. But getting back out—” Jack shook his head soberly.
“That’s where we get into the act,” Muscles said quickly. “Look, I got the Cessna tuned up so she’s purring like a kitten. Extra fuel tanks installed. We can go in, pick up Charlie and the kids—”
“If we could find them.”