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nto the earth until he encountered an underground river rushing through a vast canyon。 It was there Hunt claims he found rich deposits of placer gold。〃
〃I think I saw the movie；〃 said Loren skeptically。
The old cook turned and waved a spatula in the air。 〃People at the assay office stated that the sand Hunt carried back from the underground canyon assayed at three thousand dollars per ton。 A mighty good recovery rate when you remember that gold was only twenty dollars and sixty…five cents an ounce back then。〃
〃Did Hunt ever return to the canyon and the river？〃 asked Pitt。
〃He tried； but a whole army of scavengers followed him back to the mountain； hungering for a piece of the River of Gold； as it became known。 He got mad and dynamited a narrow part of the passage about a hundred meters inside the entrance。 Brought down half the mountain。 Neither Hunt nor those who followed him were ever able to dig through the rubble or find another cave leading inside。〃
〃With today's mining technology；〃 said Pitt； 〃reexcavating the passage should be a viable project。〃
〃Sure； if you want to spend about two million dollars；〃 snorted the cook。 〃Nobody I ever heard about was willing to gamble that much money on a story that might be pure hokum。〃 He paused to set the chiliburger and coleslaw dishes on the counter。 Then he drew a mug of beer from a tap； walked around the bar and sat down on a stool next to Pitt。 〃They say old Hunt somehow made it back inside the mountain but never came out。 He disappeared right after he blew the cave and was not seen again。 There was talk that he found another way inside and died there。 A few people believe in a great river that flows through a canyon deep beneath the sands； but most think it's only another tall tale of the desert。〃
〃Such things do exist；〃 said Pitt。 〃A few years ago I was on an expedition that found an underground stream。〃
〃Somewhere in the desert Southwest？〃 inquired the cook。
〃No； the Sahara。 It flowed under a hazardous waste plant and carried pollutants to the Niger River； and then into the Atlantic where it caused a proliferation of red tides。〃
〃The Mojave River north of here goes underground after running above the surface for a considerable distance。 Nobody knows for certain where it ends up。〃
Between bites of the chiliburger Loren asked； 〃You seem convinced that Hunt's river flows into the Sea of Cortez。 How do you know it doesn't enter the Pacific off California？〃
〃Because of Hunt's backpack and canteen。 He lost them in the cave and they were found six months later； having drifted up on a beach in the Gulf。〃
〃Don't you think that's highly improbable？ The pack and canteen could have belonged to anyone。 Why would anyone believe they were his？〃 Loren questioned the cook as if she was sitting on a congressional investigation mittee。
〃I guess because his name was stenciled on them。〃
The unexpected obstacle did not deter Loren。 She simply sidestepped it。 〃There could be a good twenty or more logical explanations for his effects being in the Gulf。 They could have been lost or thrown there by someone who found or stole them from Hunt； or more likely he never died in the cave and dropped them from a boat himself。〃
〃Could be he lost them in the sea；〃 admitted the cook； 〃but then how do you explain the other bodies？〃
Pitt looked at him。 〃What other bodies？〃
〃The fisherman who disappeared in Lake Cocopah；〃 replied the cook in a hushed voice； as if he was afraid of being overheard。 〃And the two divers that vanished into Satan's Sink。 What was left of their bodies was found floating in the Gulf。〃
〃And the desert telegraph sends out another pair of tall tales；〃 suggested Loren dryly。
The cook held up his right hand。 〃God's truth。 You can check the stories out with the sheriff's department。〃
〃Where are the sink and lake located？〃 asked Pitt。
〃Lake Cocopah； the spot where the fisherman was lost； is southeast of Yuma。 Satan's Sink lies in Mexico at the northern foot of the Sierra el Mayor Mountains。 You can draw a line from Hunt's mountain through Lake Cocopah and then Satan's Sink right into the Sea of Cortez。〃
Loren continued the interrogation。 〃Who's to say they didn't drown while fishing and diving in the Gulf？〃
〃The fisherman and his wife were out on the lake for the better part of the day when she wanted to head back to their camper to start dinner。 He rowed her ashore and then continued trolling around the lake。 An hour later； when she looked for him； all she could see was his overturned boat。 Three weeks later a water…skier spotted his body floating in the Gulf a hundred and fifty kilometers from the lake。〃
〃I'm more inclined to believe his wife did him in； dumped his remains in the sea and threw off suspicion by claiming he was sucked into an underground waterway。〃
〃What about the divers？〃 Pitt queried。
〃Not much to tell。 They dove into Satan's Sink； a flooded pool in an earthquake fault； and never came out。 A month later； battered to a pulp； they were also pulled out of the Gulf。〃
Pitt stabbed a fork at his coleslaw； but he was no longer hungry。 His mind was shifting gears。 〃Do you happen to know approximately where Hunt's gear and the bodies were found？〃
〃I haven't made a detailed study of the phenomena；〃 answered the diner's owner； staring thoughtfully at the heavily scarred wooden floor。 〃But as I recollect most of them were found in the waters off Punta el Macharro。〃
〃What part of the Gulf would that be？〃
〃On the western shore。 Macharro Point； as we call it in English； is two or three kilometers above San Felipe。〃
Loren looked at Pitt。 〃Our destination。〃
Pitt made a wry smile。 〃Remind me to keep a sharp eye for dead bodies。〃
The cook finished off his beer。 〃You folks heading for San Felipe to do a little fishing？〃
Pitt nodded。 〃I guess you might call it a fishing expedition。〃
〃The scenery ain't much to look at once you drop below Mexicali。 The desert seems desolate and barren to most folks； but it has countless paradoxes。 There are more ghosts； skeletons； and myths per kilometer than any jungle or mountains on earth。 Keep that in mind and you'll see them as sure as the Irish see leprechauns。〃
〃We'll keep that in mind；〃 Loren said； smiting； 〃when we cross over Leigh Hunt's underground River of Gold。〃
〃Oh； you'll cross it all right；〃 said the cook。 〃The sad fact is you won't know it。〃
After Pitt paid for the gas and the meal； he went outside and checked the Pierce Arrow's oil and water。 The old cook acpanied Loren onto the dining car's observation platform。 He was carrying a bowl of carrots and lettuce。 〃Have a good trip；〃 he said cheerfully。
〃Thank you。〃 Loren nodded at the vegetables。 〃Feeding a rabbit？〃
〃No； my burro。 Mr。 Periwinkle is getting up there in age and can't graze too well on his own。〃
Loren held out her hand。 〃It's been fun listening to your stories； Mr。 。 。〃
〃Cussler； Clive Cussler。 Mighty nice to have met you； ma'am。〃
When they were on the road again； the Pierce Arrow and its trailer smoothly rolling toward the border crossing； Pitt turned to Loren。 〃For a moment there； I thought the old geezer might have given me a clue to the treasure site。〃
〃You mean Yaeger's far…out translation about a river running under an island？〃
〃It still doesn't seem geologically possible。〃
Loren turned the rearview mirror to reapply her lipstick。 〃If the river flowed deep enough it might conceivably pass under the Gulf。〃
〃Maybe； but there's no way in hell to know for certain without drilling through several kilometers of hard rock。
〃You'll be lucky just to find your way to the treasure cavern without a major excavation。〃
Pitt smiled as he stared at the road ahead。 〃He could really spin the yarns； couldn't he？〃
〃The old cook？ He certainly had an active imagination。〃
〃I'm sorry I didn't get his name。〃
Loren settled back in the seat and gazed out her window as the dunes gave way to a tapestry of mesquite and cactus。 〃He told me what it was。〃
〃And？〃
〃It was an odd name。〃 She paused； trying to remember。 Then she shrugged in defeat。 〃Funny thing 。 。 。 I've already forgotten it。〃
Loren was driving when they reached San Felipe。 Pitt had stretched out in the backseat and was snoring away； but she did not bother to wake him。 She guided the dusty； bug…splattered Pierce Arrow around the town's traffic circle； making a wide turn so she didn't run one side of the trailer over the curb； and turned south toward the town's breakwater…enclosed harbor。 She did not expect to see such a proliferation of hotels and restaurants。 The once sleepy fishing village was riding the crest of a tourist boom。 Resorts appeared to be under construction up and down the beaches。
Five kilometers （3 miles） south of town she turned left on a road leading toward the waters of the Gulf。 Loren thought it strange that an artificial； man…made harbor had been constructed on such an exposed piece of shoreline。 She thought a more practical site would have been under the shelter of Macharro Point several kilometers to the north。 Oh well； she decided。 What did gringos know about