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Marty repeated.
    “Rich,” Luther explained. “At least that’s what my dad calls having piles of cash.”
    Marty looked at Wolfe. “What about Grace?”
    “We aren’t going to be able to do anything about Grace until we have enough resources to take on Noah Blackwood,” Wolfe answered. “That’s why I’m heading to DC. In a day or two, we should have everything we need to start the process.”
    “What process?” Luther asked.
    Wolfe sighed. “It’s complicated. Our first problem is that Grace went with Blackwood voluntarily. The second is that I have no legal proof that Grace is my daughter. She was born in the Congolese jungle. No birth certificate. It’s my word against Blackwood’s, and to be honest, Blackwood’s word carries a lot more weight than mine.”
    “At the moment,” Ted added. “But that could change. Ana has gathered a very damaging dossier against him, but the allegations still need to be vetted and proved.”
    “Proved how?” Luther asked.
    “Good question,” Ted said. “Photos, video, documentation of some of his nefarious activities would help. Al Ikes is trying to figure this out right now, but the Ark is like an armed fortress. Noah has been keeping secrets for years and is very good at it.”
    Al Ikes was an ex–CIA agent who was in charge of eWolfe security. Marty had wondered why they hadn’t seen him since the Coelacanth docked at the NZA pier.
    “Is Grace at Blackwood’s Seattle Ark?” he asked.
    “We don’t know,” Wolfe said. “But we do know that Noah’s there. Or at least he was earlier this morning. He did a press interview in front of his new panda exhibit.”
    “Cubs that Butch McCall poached in China,” Ted added.
    “Or so we think,” Wolfe said. “If we could get proof of just one of these things, we could take him down.”
    “Let’s get back to Grace,” Marty said.
    “We think she’s at the Seattle Ark, too,” Wolfe said. “I doubt that Noah would let her out of his sight.”
    “What about using the dragonspy?” Luther suggested.
    Just before Grace climbed onto Blackwood’s helicopter, Luther had landed a dragonspy in her shirt pocket. She hadused it to communicate with them briefly before the helicopter flew the bot out of range.
    “It’s off the grid,” Ted answered. “Which could mean one of several things. The dragonspy is somewhere in the Ark that our telemetry can’t penetrate. Blackwood discovered the dragonspy and disabled it. The dragonspy simply ran out of juice. Or Grace isn’t at the Ark with her grandfather.”
    “Or Grace doesn’t want us to know where she is,” Wolfe said glumly.
    “Not likely,” Luther countered.
    Marty wasn’t so sure. Grace didn’t always take the likely path. After their terrifying trip to the Congo, where she’d discovered who she really was, she had ventured off the well-trodden path several times. She might be waiting to use the dragonspy until she absolutely needed it. But he wondered about that, too. Grace wasn’t into electronic gadgets like he was. On their way back from New Zealand, Ted had loaned him his dragonspy. It was in Marty’s cargo pocket right now, resting inside his Gizmo. He hadn’t flown it in days, but Luther had … several times. Marty hated to admit it, but Luther was a much better dragonspy pilot than he was.
    “What’s your plan?” Marty asked.
    “I’m still formulating it,” Wolfe answered. “I’ll know more when I get back from DC.” He looked at his watch. “Phil and Phyllis are flying Laurel and Ana to Brazil. They’re well on their way by now. Ted is going to stay here and make sure everything goes okay with the giant squid. The Coelacanth is heading back to Cryptos in a little less than an hour. You two will need to be on board before she sails, so you’ll need to gather your things and get —”
    “No can do,” Luther said.
    “Why not?” Wolfe asked.
    “The parental units.” Luther reached down and pulled his cell phone out of his