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Drake could only stare at the small woman. “You clearly saw something on that screen.”
“Yes sir. And I’d appreciate a wider area view of those images, especially the visible light one.”
He was halfway through dialing Colonel Gray before he caught himself. She’d shifted this to her own agenda with all the agility of a seasoned political warrior. Something that Drake hated about his job. Too much partisan politics, not enough solution-driven thinking.
“So what did you see?”
“I’m not at liberty to discuss it, sir.”
He hung up the phone and stared at her.
The woman stared back without even blinking.
“You care to explain that? Is this some NTSB rule I don’t know about?”
“No sir. It’s your rule.”
“My rule?”
“Well, the US military’s. While Groom Lake is not a SCIF—a Sensitive Compar
