Chapter 7:
Anticlimactic was the only word Helena found to describe their arrival into Ensenada. For some childish reason, she assumed the Russians would be lying in wait for them, ready to pounce, the confrontation ending with a great air battle and her rushing in to save Gertrude. Not that she wanted to see anyone hurt, but she really wanted to give that Russian Count a thrashing for kidnapping her friend.
“Where are the Russians?” she blurted out to Captain Cox.
“Many miles away, I hope. We are not armed for combat, Mistress. I believe they are. The Pacific Ocean is a huge area. They might be hours or even days away searching for us elsewhere.”
That didn’t work at all for Helena. They needed the Russians to show themselves so they could get Gertrude back. Mister Wizard was so certai
