"Of course. You know I want that more than anything in this world. But, handsome swain, alas, I cannot -until one of you smug little boys answer the riddle of 'What' and 'Why'."

"I may be wrong, Jenny," her father began.

"Let me give it a try, Dad," interrupted Jed. "The clue was that the code, as you drew it out for us, read in a western style. Left to right. This would suggest a western involvement. Suppose that our government, knowing exactly what the effect would be, while at the same time controlling the outcome since we could read their secret transmissions, decided to help the Japanese along by pretending to spy on ourselves. Of course, this would take convincing before the Japanese would accept that a traitor's information was valid. But since our leaders were of the mind that sacrifices were justified, not impossible. The demand of gold for payment of this information lent credibility."

"Rosenbaum, then was a phoney spy? Were Anthoney, Sayer, and Hendrickson, the others?" she asked.

"Possibly. That's what we want to find out," Hap added. "Of course, the Japanese were not dumb. They knew there was a real possibility that whoever they bought would turn over his information to the U.S. Government. The Japanese had to control the situation.

"Hence, Code Yellow," Jed suggested, "a code in a code, and maybe the reason Rosenbaum was murdered. Let the Yanks do the hard part of setting up the stations, then take over."

"That's my boy," Colonel MacPherson laughed. "Now, what do you think we should do about all this?"

"I'm a believer in justice. Whoever was responsible, should pay the price."

"Amen," Colonel MacPherson stated, suddenly deadly serious, while unfolding a script. "And this is how we can make it happen!"