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participating in Project Jennifer, they discovered that some of the nuclear weapons on board the Russian submarine were missing and, even more perplexing, they found bodies on board that were not Russian sailors. One was a Japanese man in his mid thirties, yet he had dental work that dated him to the beginning of the twentieth century. They also discovered that the Russians had sunk their own submarine when it reappeared.
    Dane heard someone coming up the metal stairs, but he didn’t turn. He had sensed Ariana’s approach long before he heard her arrival. A new crew had been flown in by the Navy the previous day and pulled up Deeplab and the docked Deepflight. There was no sign of the original crew of the Glomar except for numerous blood trails, mainly centered around the well pool. More casualties to add to a list that was approaching a half million, Dane thought.
    Iceland was now only a dozen or so active volcanoes poking above the surface of the North Atlantic. Puerto Rico was still trying to clean up the damage from the tsunami started by action coming out of the Bermuda Triangle gate that had slammed into its northern shore. The sub pens at Groton, Connecticut, were radioactive, and a large evacuation had taken place for miles around after the detonation of the nuclear power plant of the Scorpion . The attack submarine Seawolf was gone, with no trace of the wreckage, although the Navy was still looking for both it and the remains of the ballistic missile submarine Wyoming .
    “Foreman wants us back in Washington,” Ariana Michelet said. “He says Nagoya has some interesting hypotheses about the nature of the gates he wants us to look at.” Ariana was a striking woman, the daughter of one of the richest men in the world. Dane had rescued her out of the Angkor gate after her research plane was brought down by the Shadow inside the gate.
    “Can he keep them closed forever?” Dane asked.
    “I don’t know. From what Foreman said—and he was being very guarded—Nagoya has an idea how the gates work.”
    Dane didn’t turn. “Where are all the people?”
    “What people?”
    “From the ships and planes we saw in the graveyard? From Deeplab ? From this ship?”
    “On the other side,” Ariana said.
    “And what does that mean?” Dane asked.
    “We’ll have to go to Washington to see what Nagoya and Foreman have come up with,” Ariana said.
    Dane shook his head. “The answer isn’t in Washington, and this isn’t over. All we did was repeat history. We stopped the gates, but they’ll expand again. Next time, I think we need to open the gates and take the war to the other side.”
    Ariana placed a hand on Dane’s shoulder. Her father could be considered a modern-day Howard Hughes, one of the richest men in the world and the current owner of the Glomar . His covert relationship with Foreman, the CIA man who had been tracking the gates ever since losing his brother in one during World War II and watching Flight 19 disappear in the Bermuda Triangle gate in 1945, was an example of the devious way Foremen had had to operate for decades before the recent blatant attacks out of the gates had garnered the world’s attention.”
    They stayed like that for a minute before she turned to go. “I’ll meet you at the helipad with Chelsea.”
    Dane heard her go down the stairs. He stared out over the ocean, but what he was really seeing was a tall Viking warrior standing in the prow of his longship, a large ax in his hand. He remembered the message the Viking had etched into the side of the Scorpion .
    “You will be revenged,” Dane whispered before following Ariana.

CHAPTER FIVE
    T HE P AST
    79 A.D.
    The Oracle of Delphi had been in the Corycian Cave for six days, refusing food and drinking only the pure water brought to her from the Castilian Spring by her priestesses. She had not spoken a word in that time, and those who had traveled from near and far to Delphi to consult the oracle had been turned away. And there