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Pickering sighed. NASA, for all its flaws, must remain a political sympathies entity. Certainly she can understand the dangers. Privatization would send NASAs best minds and ideas flooding into the mysterious sector. The brain trust would dissolve. The military would lose access. Private space companies flavor to raise capital would start selling NASA patents and ideas to the highest bidders worldwideRachels voice was tremulous. You faked the meteorite and killed unreserved people in the name of national security?It was n for invariably supposed(a) to happen like this, Pickering said. The plan was to save an important government chest of drawers. violent death was not part of it.The meteorite deception, Pickering knew, like most intelligence proposals, had been the product of fear. deuce-ace years ago, in an effort to extend the NRO hydrophones into deeper water w here(predicate) they could not be touched by enemy saboteurs, Pickering spearheaded a program that utilized a new ly developed NASA building material to secretly design an astonishingly durable submarine capable of carrying humans to the deepest regions of the ocean-including the bottom of the Mariana Trench.Forged from a revolutionary ceramic, this two-man submarine was designed from blueprints hacked from the computer of a California channelise named Graham Hawkes, a genius sub designer whose life fantasy was to build an ultra-deepwater submersible he called Deep Flight II. Hawkes was having trouble conclusion funding to build a prototype. Pickering, on the other hand, had an unlimited budget.victimization the classified ceramic submersible, Pickering sent a ulterior team semiaquatic to affix new hydrophones to the walls of the Mariana Trench, deeper than any enemy could possibly look. In the address of drilling, however, they uncovered geologic structures unlike any that scientists had ever seen. The discoveries included chondrules and fossils of some(prenominal) unknown species. Of course, because the NROs ability to dive this deep was classified, none of the information could ever be shared.It was not until recently, driven yet again by fear, that Pickering and his low-keyed team of NRO science advisers had decided to put their knowledge of the Marianas unique geology to employment to help save NASA. Turning a Mariana flap into a meteorite had proven to be a deceptively simple task. Using an ECE slush-hydrogen engine, the NRO team charred the rock with a convincing fusion crust. Then, using a small onus sub, they had descended beneath the Milne Ice Shelf and inserted the charred rock up into the ice from beneath. formerly the insertion shaft refroze, the rock looked like it had been there for over triple hundred years.Unfortunately, as was often the case in the world of covert operations, the grandest of plans could be undone by the smallest of snags. Yesterday, the entire illusion had been shattered by a few bioluminescent planktonFrom the cockpit of t he idling Kiowa, Delta-One watched the drama unfold originallyhand him. Rachel and Tolland appeared to be in clear control, although Delta-One almost had to laugh at the insincerity of the illusion. The machine gun in Tollands hands was worthless level(p) from here Delta-One could see the cocking bar assembly had kicked back, indicating the clip was empty.As Delta-One gazed out at his partner struggling in the Tritons claws, he knew he had to hurry. The focus on deck had turned completely to Pickering, and now Delta-One could make his move. Leaving the rotors idling, he slipped out of the rear of the fuselage and, using the chopper for cover, made his way spiritual world onto the starboard gangway. With his own machine gun in hand, he headed for the bow. Pickering had precondition him specific orders before they landed on deck, and Delta-One had no intention of flunk at this simple task.In a matter of minutes, he knew, this allow all be over.122Still wearing his bathrobe, Zach Herney sat at his desk in the Oval Office, his head throbbing. The newest piece of the puzzle had just been revealed.Marjorie Tench is dead.Herneys infernal region said they had information suggesting Tench had driven to the FDR Memorial for a occult meeting with William Pickering. Now that Pickering was missing, the staff feared Pickering too might be dead.The president and Pickering had endured their battles lately. Months ago Herney learned that Pickering had engaged in illegal activity on Herneys behalf in an attempt to save Herneys floundering campaign.Employing NRO assets, Pickering had discreetly obtained enough dirt on Senator sexton to sink his campaign-scandalous sexual photos of the senator with his aide-de-camp Gabrielle Ashe, incriminating financial records proving Sexton was taking bribes from private space companies. Pickering anonymously sent all the render to Marjorie Tench, assuming the etiolate House would use it wisely. But Herney, upon seeing the data, h ad disallow Tench to use it. Sex scandals and bribery were cancers in Washington, and waving other one in front of the public only added to their distrust of government.Cynicism is kill this country.Although Herney knew he could destroy Sexton with scandal, the cost would be besmirching the dignity of the U.S. Senate, something Herney refused to do.No more negatives. Herney would beat Senator Sexton on the issues.Pickering, angered by the White Houses refusal to use the evidence he had provided, tried to jump-start the scandal by escape cocking a rumor that Sexton had slept with Gabrielle Ashe. Unfortunately, Sexton declared his innocence with such(prenominal) convincing indignation that the chairperson ended up having to apologize for the leak personally. In the end William Pickering had done more damage than good. Herney told Pickering that if he ever interfered in the campaign again, he would be indicted. The grand irony, of course, was that Pickering did not even like Presi dent Herney. The NRO directors attempts to help Herneys campaign were simply fears over the pile of NASA. Zach Herney was the lesser of two evils.Now has someone killed Pickering?Herney could not imagine.Mr. President? an aide said. As you requested, I called Lawrence Ekstrom and told him about Marjorie Tench.Thank you.He would like to discourse to you, sir.Herney was still furious with Ekstrom for lying about PODS. Tell him Ill talk to him in the morning.Mr. Ekstrom wants to talk to you right away, sir. The aide looked uneasy. Hes very upset.HES upset? Herney could feel his wrath fraying around the edges. As he stalked off to take Ekstroms call, the President wondered what the hell else could possibly go wrong tonight.123Onboard the Goya, Rachel felt lightheaded. The mystification that had colonized around her like a heavy fog was lifting now. The stark humans that came into focus left her feeling naked and disgusted. She looked at the stranger before her and could barely hear his voice.We take aimed to rebuild NASAs image, Pickering was saying. Their declining popularity and funding had become hard on so many levels. Pickering paused, his gray eyes locking on hers. Rachel, NASA was desperate for a triumph. Someone had to make it happen.Something had to be done, Pickering thought.The meteorite had been a final exam act of desperation. Pickering and others had tried to save NASA by lobbying to incorporate the space agency into the intelligence community where it would enjoy increased funding and better security, exactly the White House continuously rebuffed the idea as an assault on pure science. Shortsighted idealism. With the rising popularity of Sextons anti-NASA rhetoric, Pickering and his band of military powerbrokers knew time was rivulet short. They decided that capturing the imagination of taxpayers and Congress was the only remaining way to keep NASAs image and save it from the auction block. If the space agency was to survive, it would need an excerpt of grandeur-something to remind the taxpayers of NASAs Apollo glory days. And if Zach Herney was going to defeat Senator Sexton, he was going to need help.