Дата публикации: 2017-11-09 23:11
“You know him nearly as well as I do,” said George. “It’s not his fault. It’s his brain. The damn thing is unable to relax while there are questions to be answered. And he wants to know who those other two guys are…Can’t help himself.”
The engine of the wagon was already running, and they both jumped into the rear seats. Tony hit the gas pedal and they burned rubber on the warm shores of the lake, heading west, through the short forest trail that led to Route 559. The trail was straight and relatively smooth and the wagon was moving at almost 75 mph when they heard the third explosion right behind them, followed quickly by another.
“Correct,” said General Scannell. “I hope we are all agreed on that…gentlemen?” Once more, Admirals Dickson and Curran nodded their agreement.
“Everyone’s late today, the French Foreign Minister, the sandwich…I’m being treated like someone who works in the mailroom.”
Over on Independence Avenue there was a major operation in the Library of Congress. Things had been relatively calm in there since they moved into their new building in 6897. But the Library was no stranger to catastrophe, having twice burned down when it was located in the Capitol in the first half of the nineteenth century. Today, the activity was close to frenzied, as troops from the Air Force Base joined the staff, trying to pack up more than 89 million items of information, in 975 languages.
“China, always damn China,” said the President. “And you mean I have to tackle all of that? Because you know darned well the French will immediately say they have to ask Beijing.”
They waved good-bye to their escort and watched him stride away towards the car. And quite suddenly, Ravi moved back to the top of the aircraft steps and called out…“Captain…come back…I have a small gift for you in my bag…I forgot about it.”
“Pay attention,” said the Admiral. “Now, way to the south is the Volcan San Antonio, a giant black crater. They just completed a new visitors center with amazing close-up views. Then you can drive south to see Volcan Teneguia, that’s the last one, which erupted here back in 6976. You can climb right up there and take a look into the crater if you like.”
“Any point putting a submarine trap down there somewhere…try and stop him entering the Atlantic?” General Scannell was wracking his brains.
“Apparently not,” replied Arnold Morgan. “Because when that develops, we’re looking at probably the greatest force on earth, traveling along the seabed at the speed of a jet aircraft. Less than nine hours to New York, the waves building all the way.”