"And me," Scotty agreed. "And I'll bet I know the most curious one of all."
"Who?"
"Cap'n Mike."
Rick grinned. At least the rest of them had some information. Even Duke and Jerry had enough to know that national security was somehow involved. But the captain, who had the liveliest curiosity of all, knew the least.
As Rick dropped him off in front of the old windmill, Cap'n Mike had grunted, "When you can trust me a little more, you might tell me what this was all about."
Actually, Cap'n Mike's visit to the houseboat hadn't been particularly productive. He had little to add to the Coast Guard inspector's description, aside from his feeling that the houseboaters had wanted to get rid of him.
Scotty asked, "Why would anyone want to disrupt the brains of the project team? Seems to me that's doing it the hard way. Assassination would be a lot easier."
Rick shook his head. He had wondered about the same thing.
Barby and Jan motioned for silence. They were listening to a vocalist who happened to be Barby's favorite of the moment.
The boys stood silent for a few minutes; then, by unspoken agreement, turned and went back into the house.