Chapter Forty-three
Friday, October 24
7:12 AM
Dreamland
“The point of no return,” Mike Waterloo said, his voice hollow and frightened. “Victory for the Eagle’s Claw, and a restoration of American ideals.” He refused to look at the warhead in the back of the land rover, as if by ignoring it he could forget about his second thoughts.
With the timer on the nuclear warhead ticking down, he clutched his hands in front of him, looked over at Paige, then glanced away.
Paige had watched Mike work as distant helicopters flew high overhead, circling. They must be hunting for us. But the search teams didn’t know the land rovers had already penetrated Dreamland security and were hidden in the dry gully. The bright morning rainstorm would already be foiling infrared search equipment, and Mike’s
