Inside, a man sat on the edge of a simple cot in his Dingbat Duck pajamas, with a writing tablet balanced on the padded knee of his silver left leg. He wore an ordinary black eye patch over one eye. His right hand ended in a stump. He was using his left to draw on the tablet.
"Cartoons?" Remo asked.
"No. He is storyboarding his escape," Smith said thinly.
"Uh-oh."
"It will not happen," Smith said. "Not with his hydraulic hand removed and his laser eye destroyed."
"Any other tricks?"
"None that the X-rays could find. The pegleg is solid silver. The laser, by the way, is similar to one under Pentagon development. It's designed to immobilize enemy forces by permanently shocking the optic nerve."
"The fiend!" said Chiun indignantly.
"Yeah. I read about it." Remo went to the next room and looked through the screened window panel. This was a rubber-walled room. In one corner a young man with long blond hair sat, rocking in a straightjacket.
"I see you put him next to Purcell," Remo said.
"Pah!" Chiun said in distaste. "Another foulness in human form."
"Getting to be a regular rogue's gallery in here," Remo said, thinking back on what a grave threat Jeremiah Purcell, the Dutchman-the only living person other than Remo and Chiun to have mastered Sinanju-had posed before he had lost his mind.
"Neither the Dutchman nor Beasley will bother us again," said Smith. They moved away from the doors and retraced their steps.
"What's the latest out of Havana?" asked Remo.
"Utter silence," Smith said. "The President is very pleased. The Beasley Adventure has been returned to the corporation without comment. Inasmuch as there seem to have been few survivors among Ultima Hora and the Beasley operatives, the suppression of the truth will be comparatively easy."
"Do not forget that Mongo got away," Chiun sniffed. "After completing his wicked work."
"One anonymous operative should pose no future threat," Smith said. "This chapter would appear to be closed. There has been no further broadcast-jamming from Cuba, and satellite reconnaissance indicates that the Cubans are dismantling their signal-transmission nest, as promised."