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suppose."
"Damn right," Coffey replied. "And I'm not
apologizing for it. But there is one thing you can tell
me."
"What?" Katzen asked.
Coffey's mouth twisted. "What is the difference
between a porpoise and a dolphin?"
Before he could answer, the door of the van opened and
Mike Rodgers stepped out. Coffey savored the
blast of air-conditioning before the ramrod-straight
general shut the door. He was dressed in jeans and a
tight gray Gettysburg Campaign souvenir
T-shirt. His light brown eyes seemed almost
golden in the bright sun.
Mike Rodgers rarely smiled, but Coffey
noticed the hint of a grin tugging at the side
of his mouth.
"So?" Coffey asked.
"It's running," Rodgers said. "We were able
to uplink to all five of the selected National
Reconnaissance Office satellites. We have
video, audio, and thermal views of the target
region as well as complete electronic
surveillance. Mary Rose is talking to Matt
Stollen right now, making sure all of the data is
getting through." Rodgers's reluctant smile
bloomed. "The battery-powered son of a gun works."
Katzen offered him his hand. "Congratulations,
General.
Matt must be ecstatic."
"Yeah, he's a pretty happy fella,"
Rodgers said. "After everything we went through to put the
Roe together, I'm pretty happy myself."
Coffey toasted General Rodgers with a swig from
the water bottle. "Forget everything I said,
Phil. If Mike Rodgers is pleased, then we
really must've batted one out of the park."
"Grand slam," Rodgers said, "That's the good
news.
The bad news is that the chopper which is supposed
to take you and Phil to Lake Van's been
delayed."
"For how long?" Katzen asked.
"Permanently," said Rodgers. "Seems someone
in the Motherland Party objects to the excursion. They
don't buy our ecology cover story, that we're
out here to study the rising alkaline levels of
Turkish waterways and its percolation effect on the
soil."
"Aw, jeez," Katzen said. "What the hell do