ONCE WE GOT HOME, Linda broke the silence of the drive. “I think we have more than a problem. Look at what happened. They sent the Secretary of Energy to investigate. They have a device that they think might detect the portal.” She stopped short, I could tell she was thinking, and then asked, “You don"t think they bugged us last night, do you?” she asked.
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THE SUBURBAN ROLLED through the parking lot and stopped at the baby jet waiting at the edge of the runway. The open field surrounding the landing strip was protected north and south by woods that blocked the view from the road. Piles of brick and lumber sat by two small trailers. Tom took out his phone. “Mr. President, we"re done here. We"ll be back in about an hour.” A group of robins landed on the grass next to the tarmac. “Yes,
