"Jesus Christ."
"I didn't know you were a believer."
"I'm not."
The three summoned in Press Secretary Miller, who could no longer be
fed bits and pieces of the truth. Robert Weiss, Stone's other top
adviser (and firmly in General Hayes' camp) continued to demand to see
the President. Bacon continued to deny the request.
The message was sent to Hayes, who now made no secret of his
whereabouts: ten days from the limits of Soviet Space. Unreachable by
stealth, yet tantalizingly close.
The pieces continued to move across the board. The middle-game, which
wasn't a game at all, had begun.