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“That’s the plan”

“I’ll go ahead and ice down the punch then,” the caterer said

“You look busy here,” Ross said, “I’ll take care of the punch”

When the chef had his back turned, Ross removed the flask of liquid and broke the seal The viscous fluid was a strange blue green with flecks of what looked like powdered silver She swirled it around then poured it into the vat Taking a wooden spoon, she stirred the mixture and added a block of ice

The caterer was on the far end of the kitchen, talking to the chef Ross called across the room

“Have the punch transferred to the crystal pitchers and taken into the tent,” she said “Then order the waiters to begin serving”

The caterer waved a hand in reply and Ross walked back outside

“SIGNAL fro said

On board the Oregon, Hanley atching the monitors “We saw it too, Larry”

Hanley zoomed in on the Buddha; Reinholt, Pryor and Barrett were standing in a delta fore speaker stacks sat on carts awaiting removal

“As soon as Ho in the extraction,” Hanley said “Did anyone see where Ho went?”

“He headed inside with Huxley,” King noted

“I’ve got him on audio in the upper office,” one of the operators on the Oregon said

“Put him on speaker,” Hanley ordered

“It’s a Manet,” Ho was saying