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"We've seen no sign of their air bubbles for the last ten minutes."

"We've seen no sign of their air bubbles for the last ten minutes."

Then with shaking hands he gripped the radio transmitter and began sending out an urgent call for help.

"We can't afford government meddling. Certainly not now. Can you arrange to have a dive rescue team rushed to the sinkhole?"

"Keep me informed of any new developments."

"We can't afford government meddling. Certainly not now. Can you arrange to have a dive rescue team rushed to the sinkhole?"

Miller checked his watch again. "Twenty-seven minutes ago."

"The nearest naval facility is at Trujillo. I'll alert the base commander and go from there."

Then with shaking hands he gripped the radio transmitter and began sending out an urgent call for help.

In an expectant hush everyone around the rim of the pool listened. The faint thumping sound of a rotor blade beating the air came toward them, growing louder with each passing moment. A minute later a turquoise helicopter with the letters NUMA painted on its sides swept into view.

In a voice frantic with desperation, Chaco had informed him that the Peruvian navy was caught unprepared for an emergency. Their water escape and recovery team was on a training mission far to the south of Peru near the Chilean border. It was impossible for them to airlift the dive team and their equipment to the sinkhole before sundown. Chaco helplessly shared Miller's anxiety over the slow response time. But this was South America and speed was seldom a priority.

"We've seen no sign of their air bubbles for the last ten minutes."

Then with shaking hands he gripped the radio transmitter and began sending out an urgent call for help.

Miller checked his watch again. "Twenty-seven minutes ago."

Where had it come from? Miller wondered, his spirits rising. It obviously didn't have the markings of the Peruvian navy. It had to be a civilian craft.

In an expectant hush everyone around the rim of the pool listened. The faint thumping sound of a rotor blade beating the air came toward them, growing louder with each passing moment. A minute later a turquoise helicopter with the letters NUMA painted on its sides swept into view.

"They'll come through," offered Chaco in a hollow tone. "Rodgers is a master diver. He doesn't make mistakes."

"We've seen no sign of their air bubbles for the last ten minutes."

"They planned to resurface after thirty minutes."

Chaco caught his breath, closed his eyes for a second. "Doesn't sound good, my friend. This is not what we planned."

"I will, I promise you," Miller said grimly.

"They planned to resurface after thirty minutes."

In an expectant hush everyone around the rim of the pool listened. The faint thumping sound of a rotor blade beating the air came toward them, growing louder with each passing moment. A minute later a turquoise helicopter with the letters NUMA painted on its sides swept into view.

"They'll come through," offered Chaco in a hollow tone. "Rodgers is a master diver. He doesn't make mistakes."

"Good luck to you, Juan. I'll stand by the radio at this end."

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