"Clancy, Tom - Net Force 02 - Hidden Agendas" - читать интересную книгу автора (Clancy Tom)

Joseph's--or anybody else's--wildest
dreams.
Senator White and his family would look like
paupers compared to Hughes.
Everything was going as planned.
He grinned. That was the trick, wasn't it? But
he was well on the way.
He was, Hughes reminded himself, the smarte,
man he knew. He could pull it off.
No doubt in his mind.
The comm chirped.
"The Vice President is on three," Cheryl
said.
"I'll take it," Hughes said.
"But let's let him wait a few seconds.
We don't need an uppity Vice
President, do we?"
Cheryl chuckled, and Hughes felt pretty good
himself.
So far, so good.
Friday, December 17th, 2:40 P.m.
Quantico, Virginia
In his office, Alex Michaels looked at the
clock blinking in the corner of his default
holoproj, a bucolic scene of a modern day
cattle drive blocking automobile traffic on
a back road in Colorado. Michaels had worked
one summer on a dude ranch while he was in
college. He hated cows as a result, and the
picture was another one of Jay Gridley's little
jokes.
The young man loved to do such things. Thought he was
funny.
Michaels grinned. Jay was pretty funny,
though Michaels preferred that somebody else be the
butt of the young man's jokes.
But the clock said that it was ten minutes past the time
Lieutenant Joanna Winthrop was supposed to be
here for her meeting, and that didn't go with what he'd
read about her in her history jacket. He touched the
intercom's manual control.
His secretary was a temp, filling in for
Nadine, who was on vacation.
Maybe she had made a mistake.
"Liza, isn't Lieutenant Winthrop on for
two-thirty?"
"Yes, sir. Commander," the young woman said. She
sounded harried.
"She's uh, here, sir, but, uh, she's
occupied." Occupied? Michaels went out to see