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He climbed into the middle boat, clicked on his LED, then claled his way under the helm console

The dashboard electrical system was a simple affair, the bundled cables hidden behind a plastic panel on the underside of the helnition systeht, the horn, and the windshield wipers Four snips from his Swiss Arths of excess wire, both of which he stripped and noosed at each end He spliced one into the engine’s solenoid and pocketed the other

“What else?” Sa easy, but not too obvious”

Re the wrong gal Any way you can rig so nasty for them?”

“Like a boh here”

He kept looking It took twofor: a bent brush arinal position

Satisfied he’d found all of Kholkov’s handiwork, he ducked back under the dash, found the ignition wires, then scraped away the insulation and let thele He crawled back out and climbed onto the dock It took only a board—a two-foot-long bungee cord with a hook at each end He secured the cord first to the steering wheel, then to the throttle, which he pushed to its forward stops Finally he untied the boat’s bow and stern lines and let them drop into the water

Now ca

“Hoe doing?” he asked Remi

“See for yourself No sign of them”

He crept back to the door and peeked out The landing area was lost in the falling snow He pulled Renition spark, take off Retrace our steps and we’ll meet back at the woodshed”

“Right” Reot into position beside the door

Saed boat and crawled beneath the helain

“Cross fingers,” he ave theled backward, jumped to the dock, raced for the door

“Go,” he rasped to Remi