"lit white tanks of oil refineries and petrochemical plants. "Well," said Giordino without any particular expression in his voice, "is now a good time for a chorus of 'Old Man River'?" "The Mississippi," Pitt muttered. "That's Baton Rouge to the north across the river. The end of the line. Why dig a canal to this particular spot?" "Who knows what weird machinations lurk in the mind of Qin Shang?" Giordino said philosophically. "Maybe he has plans to access the highway." "What for? There's no turnoff. The road shoulder is barely wide enough to hold one car."