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“I’ll be honored to ith you, Albrecht,” said Sel at Ferihegy Airport at Budapest Except you, Tibor Might I be so presuest that you take a different route home?”

“Thank you, Selma I will”

“And Selma?”

“Yes, Sam?”

“See if you can get a scrarammed with our numbers and yours”

“Right away” They could hear her co at a furious rate “And while I’et new ones for you too”

“Good idea,” said Sam

“And nobody forget,” Reo, Bako’sover your shoulder”

SZEGED, HUNGARY

ARPAD BAKO SAT IN HIS OFFICE OVERLOOKING THE TISZA River and the bridge On the other side of the river he could see the lights of Új-Szeged It seehtened and extended farther every tian to feel a creeping sadness He should have prepared some kind of celebration A moment like this should not have been wasted Gábor Székely and two of his ood news from a vineyard on Route 53 at Kiskunhalas

Somehow the two Americans and Albrecht Fischer had sorted out the twists and turns of the Tisza that had disappeared since Attila’s time and found it They had found the tomb Székely had received the report from his surveillance team at three am but had the consideration to wait at Bako’s house until he had awakened at seven

The surveillance team had followed Tibor Lazar’s sedan all the way to the experi a transponder they had attached to it When they caught up, they found Fischer and the Fargos actually inside Attila’s tomb The two surveillance men had read the situation andthem out They had si, replaced the dirt, and driven away to wait for them to suffocate

Bako could hardly believe his luck He had the toreat treasures of ancient history And he ha

d trapped inside it the only people capable of preventing hiht, Arpad Bako had won the prize of his life But noas night again Why was Székely taking so long?

His telephone rang It seemed terribly loud in the dark and solitude of his office He reached into his suit pocket for it “Yes?”