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AT sight of the crystal cube, Bud gave a gasp. “The emblem of the Black Cobral … But the man’s dead, Tom!”
“We thought so. Maybe we were mistaken.”
Months earlier, while battling the asteroid pirates, Tom and Bud had faced death at the hands of a treacherous master criminal known as the Black Cobra.
He had been reported killed when his spaceship disintegrated in an antimatter explosion above the phantom satellite.
“What about the description of Group Q’s leader, Harlan?” Tom asked. “Does it fit?”
“I’m afraid so, skipper,” Ames replied. “They say he’s a tall, powerfully built Eurasian.”
Tom digested the dismaying news in silence. With Group Q rounded up, he had hoped to proceed with his Orb probe unhampered by enemies. Instead, a dangerous foe was at large-and now with double grounds for vengeance against Tom Swift!
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“Wes, can you have the FBI and the State Police put out an immediate dragnet?” Tom said.
“I’ve already phoned an alarm,” Norris replied.
“Captain Rock has promised to block all roads leading out of these mountains.”
“And I’ll tell our men to start beating the woods right now,” Bud put in. “They can keep in touch over their walkie-talkies.”
Tom approved Bud’s move, but said that he doubted they could flush their quarry before dusk closed in over the pine forest.
“Which one of this gang is Flamm?” Tom asked Ames.
Ames beckoned curtly. A balding, dark-mus-tached man stepped out from among the prisoners.
“What about that disease chemical you injected into Wong and Hanson?”
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