“Not to me,” Linda said from the doorway.
* * *
TOM WAS WAITING near the gate, his jacket zipped half way to conceal the bulge, when James arrived at Andrews. The guard raised the gate, no questions asked, and Tom followed them in. At the guard booth, he rolled down his window and said that they would be returning around 4:30. “We"ll park by the plane. If there are any problems, call the agent on duty at the White House.”
“Yes, sir,” said the guard. When they boarded, the secretary asked the scientists if everything was ready.
“Yes. Actually, we have a couple of options,” said Tony, now wearing jeans and a leather jacket. The secretary smiled at that answer. Tony pushed the seat cushion. “Nice ride.”
As the plane rose, the Energy Secretary said, “So. Tell me.”
Kim looked over her gla
