Chapter Thirty-eight
Friday, October 24
5:20 AM
Dreamland
Groom Lake Air Force Auxiliary Station
With the land rover parked beyond the razor-wire perimeter fence surrounding the ominous Dreamland facility, Paige remained a captive, helpless.
Waiting.
Mike Waterloo switched off the vehicle and sat patiently in the driver’s seat. The clouds remained gray-black even in the dawn, and sprinkles of rain dotted the windshield. He spoke distractedly. “You know, the Trinity Test back in 1945 was postponed for a few hours because of a heavy early morning thunderstorm. The first atomic bomb, with a yield in kilotons … not much more than a toy compared to the warheads we make now.” He glanced at the back of the rover.
“Megatons,” Paige said. “You know that if you detonate that, even way out h
