by Wilbur Smith
sign now, but Nicholas would let them wait a little longer.
Nicholas stood on the open wing of Sea Witch's bridge and watched the
four smaller harbour tugs bustling importantly about their ungainly
charge.
He lifted the cheroot to his lips carefully, for they were still
blistered from the heat of the fireball - and he pondered the question
of how much he had achieved, apart from spectacular riches.
He had reduced the spill from a million to a quarter of a million tons
of cad-rich crude, and he had burned it in a fireball. Nevertheless,
there had been losses, toxins had been lifted high above the fireball.
They had spread and settled across Florida as far as Tampa and
Tallahassee, poisoning the pastures and killing thousands of head of
domestic stock. But the American authorities had been quick to extend
the hurricane emergency procedures.
There had been no loss of human life. He had achieved that much.
Now he had delivered the salvaged pod tanks to Orient Amex. The new
cracking process would benefit all mankind, and nothing that Nicholas
could do would prevent men carrying the cad-rich crudes of El Barras
across the oceans. But would they do so in the same blindly
irresponsible manner that Duncan Alexander had attempted?
He knew then with utter certainty that it was his appointed life's work,
from now on, to try and ensure that they did not. He knew how he was to
embark upon that work. He had the wealth that was necessary, and Tom
Parker had given him the other instruments to do the job.
He knew with equal certainty, who would be his companion in that life's
work - and standing on the firescorched deck of the gallant little
vessel he had a vivid image of a golden girl who walked forever beside
him in sunlight and in laughter.
Samantha. He said her name aloud just once, and suddenly he was very
eager to begin.
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