Chapter FifteenJason tuned his ZipPAD to the broadcast from Haridwar. Still the same. “The President of the United States, Maria Black, KY3 calling. We ask for your help. Is anyone there? Read me. Is anyone there? Antarctica, Station Blue calling.”
“Yes, we are here, Antarctica Blue. This is Jason Anderson.”
There was a pause. “Who are you?”
Static on the air, then a man's voice.“Jay? President Black, with all respect. This is Steve Anderson. Is my son on the uber-line? Please.”
“Dad?”
“Oh my. What a shock. Like a dream come true. I'm so proud and relieved. Are you all right? What happened to you, Jay?”
“I'm fine. I'm in India with a friend and fellow freedom fighter. The old channel still works, Dad. Can't believe it's you.”
“You must have a heck of a story, Son. Change channels as
