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ewup。 Anyhow； I'll fill you in on it when you get back。 Ciao。〃
The line went dead。
Michael Tolland frowned。 A mistake in my documentary？
Rachel Sexton stood in the restroom of the G4 and looked at herself in the mirror。 She looked pale； she thought； and more frail than she'd imagined。 Tonight's scare had taken a lot out of her。 She wondered how long it would be before she would stop shivering； or before she would go near an ocean。 Removing her U。S。S。 Charlotte cap； she let her hair down。 Better； she thought； feeling more like herself。
Looking into her eyes； Rachel sensed a deep weariness。 Beneath it； though； she saw the resolve。 She knew that was her mother's gift。 Nobody tells you what you can and can't do。 Rachel wondered if her mother had seen what happened tonight。 Someone tried to kill me； Mom。 Someone tried to kill all of us。。。
Rachel's mind； as it had for several hours now； scrolled through the list of names。
Lawrence Ekstrom。。。 Marjorie Tench。。。 President Zach Herney。 All had motives。 And； more chillingly； all had means。 The President is not involved； Rachel told herself； clinging to her hope that the President she respected so much more than her own father was an innocent bystander in this mysterious incident。
We still know nothing。
Not who。。。 not if。。。 not why。
Rachel had wanted to have answers for William Pickering but； so far； all she'd managed to do was raise more questions。
When Rachel left the restroom； she was surprised to see Michael Tolland was not in his seat。 Corky was dozing nearby。 As Rachel looked around； Mike stepped out of the cockpit as the pilot hung up a radiophone。 His eyes were wide with concern。
〃What is it？〃 Rachel asked。
Tolland's voice was heavy as he told her about the phone message。
A mistake in his presentation？ Rachel thought Tolland was overreacting。 〃It's probably nothing。 She didn't tell you specifically what the error was？〃
〃Something to do with meteorite petrology。〃
〃Rock structure？〃
〃Yeah。 She said the only people who would notice the mistake were a few other geologists。 It sounds like whatever error I made was related to the position of the meteorite itself。〃
Rachel drew a quick breath； understanding now。 〃Chondrules？〃
〃I don't know； but it seems pretty coincidental。〃
Rachel agreed。 The chondrules were the one remaining shred of evidence that categorically supported NASA's claim that this was indeed a meteorite。
Corky came over； rubbing his eyes。 〃What's going on？〃
Tolland filled him in。
Corky scowled； shaking his head。 〃It's not a problem with the chondrules； Mike。 No way。 All of your data came from NASA。 And from me。 It was flawless。〃
〃What other petrologic error could I have made？〃
〃Who the hell knows？ Besides； what do marine geologists know about chondrules？〃
〃I have no idea； but she's damned sharp。〃
〃Considering the circumstances；〃 Rachel said； 〃I think we should talk to this woman before we talk to Director Pickering。〃
Tolland shrugged。 〃I called her four times and got the machine。 She's probably in the hydrolab and can't hear a damn thing anyway。 She won't get my messages until morning at the earliest。〃 Tolland paused； checking his watch。 〃Although。。。 〃
〃Although what？〃
Tolland eyed her intensely。 〃How important do you think it is that we talk to Xavia before we talk to your boss？〃
〃If she has something to say about chondrules？ I'd say it's critical。 Mike；〃 Rachel said； 〃at the moment； we've got all kinds of contradictory data。 William Pickering is a man accustomed to having clear answers。 When we meet him； I'd love to have something substantial for him to act on。〃
〃Then we should make a stop。〃
Rachel did a double take。 〃On your ship？〃
〃It's off the coast of New Jersey。 Almost directly on our way to Washington。 We can talk to Xavia； find out what she knows。 Corky still has the meteorite sample； and if Xavia wants to run some geologic tests on it； the ship has a fairly well…equipped lab。 I can't imagine it would take us more than an hour to get some conclusive answers。〃
Rachel felt a pulse of anxiety。 The thought of having to face the ocean again so soon was unnerving。 Conclusive answers； she told herself； tempted by the possibility。 Pickering will definitely want answers。
92
Delta…One was glad to be back on solid ground。
The Aurora aircraft； despite running at only one…half power and taking a circuitous ocean route； had pleted its journey in under two hours and afforded the Delta Force a healthy head start to take up position and prepare themselves for the additional kill the controller had requested。
Now； on a private military runway outside D。C。； the Delta Force left the Aurora behind and boarded their new transport…a waiting OH…58D Kiowa Warrior helicopter。
Yet again； the controller has arranged for the best； Delta…One thought。
The Kiowa Warrior； originally designed as a light observation helicopter； had been 〃expanded and improved〃 to create the military's newest breed of attack helicopter。 The Kiowa boasted infrared thermal imaging capability enabling its designator/laser range finder to provide autonomous designation for laser…guided precision weapons like Air…to…Air Stinger missiles and the AGM…1148 Hellfire Missile System。 A high…speed digital signal processor provided simultaneous multitarget tracking of up to six targets。 Few enemies had ever seen a Kiowa up close and survived to tell the tale。
Delta…One felt a familiar rush of power as he climbed into the Kiowa pilot's seat and strapped himself in。 He had trained on this craft and flown it in covert ops three times。 Of course； never before had he been gunning for a prominent American official。 The Kiowa； he had to admit； was the perfect aircraft for the job。 Its Rolls…Royce Allison engine and twin semirigid blades were 〃silent running；〃 which essentially meant targets on the ground could not hear the chopper until it was directly over them。 And because the aircraft was capable of flying blind without lights and was painted flat black with no reflective tail numbers； it was essentially invisible unless the target had radar。
Silent black helicopters。
The conspiracy theorists were going nuts over these。 Some claimed the invasion of silent black helicopters was proof of 〃New World Order storm troopers〃 under the authority of the United Nations。 Others claimed the choppers were silent alien probes。 Still others who saw the Kiowas in tight formation at night were deceived into thinking they were looking at fixed running lights on a much larger craft…a single flying saucer that was apparently capable of vertical flight。
Wrong again。 But the military loved the diversion。
During a recent covert mission； Delta…One had flown a Kiowa armed with the most secretive new U。S。 military technology…an ingenious holographic weapon nicknamed S&M。 Despite conjuring associations with sadomasochism； S&M stood for 〃smoke and mirrors〃…holographic images 〃projected〃 into the sky over enemy territory。 The Kiowa had used S&M technology to project holograms of U。S。 aircraft over an enemy anti…aircraft installation。 The panicked anti…aircraft gunners fired maniacally at the circling ghosts。 When all of their ammunition was gone； the United States sent in the real thing。
As Delta…One and his men lifted off the runway； Delta…One could still hear the words of his controller。 You have another mark。 It seemed an egregious under…statement considering their new target's identity。 Delta…One reminded himself； however； that it was not his place to question。 His team had been given an order； and they would carry it out in the exact method instructed…as shocking as that method was。
I hope to hell the controller is certain this is the right move。
As the Kiowa lifted off the runway； Delta…One headed southwest。 He had seen the FDR Memorial twice； but tonight would be his first time from the air。
93
〃This meteorite was originally discovered by a Canadian geologist？〃 Gabrielle Ashe stared in astonishment at the young programmer； Chris Harper。 〃And this Canadian is now dead？〃
Harper gave a grim nod。
〃How long have you known this？〃 she demanded。
〃A couple of weeks。 After the administrator and Marjorie Tench forced me to perjure myself in the press conference； they knew I couldn't go back on my word。 They told me the truth about how the meteorite was really discovered。〃
PODS is not responsible for finding the meteorite！ Gabrielle had no idea where all of this information would lead； but clearly it was scandalous。 Bad news for Tench。 Great news for the senator。
〃As I mentioned；〃 Harper said； looking somber now； 〃the true way the meteorite was discovered was through an intercepted radio transmission。 Are you familiar with a program called INSPIRE？ The Interactive NASA Space Physics Ionosphere Radio Experiment。〃
Gabrielle had heard of it only vaguely。
〃Essentially；〃 Harper said； 〃it's a series of very low frequency radio receivers near the North Pole that listen to the sounds of the earth…plasma wave emissions from the northern lights； broadband pulses from lightning storms； that sort of thing。〃
〃Okay。〃
〃A few weeks ago； one of INSPIRE's radio receivers picked up a stray transmission from Ellesmere Island。 A Canadian geologist was calling for help at an exceptionally low frequency。〃 Harper paused。 〃In fact； the frequency was so low that nobody other than NASA's VLF receivers could possibly have heard it。 We assumed the Canadian was long…waving。〃
〃I'm sorry？〃
〃Broadcasting at the lowest possible frequency to get maximum distance on his transmission。 He was in the middle of nowhere； remember； a standard frequency transmission probably would not have made it far enough to be heard。〃
〃What did his message say？〃
〃The transmission was short。 The Canadian said he had been out doing ice soundings on the Milne Ice Shelf； had detected an ultradense anomaly buried in the ice； suspected it was a giant meteorite； and while taking measurements had bee trapped in a storm。 He gave his coordinates； asked for rescue from the storm； and signed off。 The NASA listening post sent a plane from Thule to rescue him。 They searched for hours and finally discovered him； miles off course； dead at the bottom of a crevasse with his sled and dogs。 Apparently he tried to outrun the storm； got blinded； went off course； and fell into a crevasse。〃
Gabrielle considered the information； intrigued。 〃So suddenly NASA knew about a meteorite that nobody else knew about？〃
〃Exactly。 And ironically； if my software had been working properly； the PODS satellite would have spotted that same meteorite…a week before the Canadian did。〃
The coincidence gave Gabrielle pause。 〃A meteorite buried for three hundred years was almost discovered twice in the same week？〃
〃I know。 A little bizarre； but science can be like that。 Feast or famine。 The point is that the administrator felt like the meteorite should have been our discovery anyway…if I had done my job correctly。 He told me that because the Canadian was dead； nobody would be the wiser if I simply redirected PODS to the coordinates the Canadian had transmitted in his SOS。 Then I could pretend to discover the meteorite from scratch； and we could salvage some respect from an embarrassing failure。〃
〃And that's what you did。〃
〃As I said； I had no choice。 I had let down the mission。〃 He paused。 〃Tonight； though； when I heard the President's press conference and found out the meteorite I'd pretended to discover contained fossils。。。 〃
〃You were stunned。〃
〃Bloody well floored； I'd say！〃
〃Do you think the administrator knew the meteorite contained fossils before he asked you to pretend PODS found it？〃
〃I can't imagine how。 That meteorite was buried and untouched until the first NASA team got there。 My best guess is that NASA had no idea what they'd really found until they got a team up there to drill cores and x…ray。 They asked me to lie about PODS； thinking they'd have a moderate victory with a big meteorite。 Then when they got there； they realized just how big a find it really was。〃
Gabrielle's breath was shallow with excitement。 〃Dr。 Harper； will you testify that NASA and the White House forced you to lie about the PODS software？〃
〃I don't know。〃 Harper l