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“So we have a way of locating him,” Sorensen said. “Two men with direction finders can go into the jungle—”

“—and get themselves killed,” Drake said. “We can position the Quedak with RDFs, but his animals can locate us a lot faster. We wouldn’t have a chance in the jungle.”

Sorensen looked crestfallen. “Then we’re no better off than before.”

“We’re a lot better off,” Drake said. “We have a chance now.”

“What makes you think so?”

“He controls the animals by radio,” Drake said. “We know the frequency he operates on. We can broadcast on the same frequency. We can jam his signal.”

“Are you sure about that?”

“Am I sure? Of course not. But I do know that two stations in the same area can’t broadcast over the same frequency. If we tuned in to the frequency the Quedak uses, made enough noise to override his signal—”

“I see,” Sorensen said. “Maybe it would work! If we could interfere with his signal, he wouldn’t be able to control the animals. And then we could hunt him down with the RDFs.”

“That’s the idea,” Drake said. “It has only one small flaw—our transmitter isn’t working. With no transmitter, we can’t do any broadcasting. No broadcasting, no jamming.”