"Linda Evans - Time Scout 5 - License Invoked" - читать интересную книгу автора (Evans Linda)

military uses of LSD. "Red phobia" was rampant, and all one needed to
do to get funding for a department or project was to report (or
speculate out loud) that Russia was already channeling resources into
research of a similar vein. The thought that the U.S. might drop behind
the Russians in yet another field (people were still wincing over
Sputnik) loosened governmental purse strings on countless strange and
dead-end endeavors, most of which, thankfully, the voting, tax-paying
public remained blissfully ignorant of. Department BBB was one such
project.
Anything weird and not already nailed down by another department (like
Telepathy and Telekinesis) got delegated to them for investigation or
experimentation. Everything from crystal power to totem animals, secret
names to ethereal spirits, came across their desks or ended up in their
voluminous files. They imported "experts" from every accredited earth
religion (and from most that were deemed "crackpot" even by the loosely
wrapped) to assist them in their quest. All in all, a good time was had
by everyone concerned.

In the '70s and '80s, however, the Department fell on hard times.
Waning interest in the supernatural, as well as countless exposes and
investigations into needless government spending, forced major cutbacks
in the program, until its survival seemed to hinge almost entirely on
its anonymity.

Currently, Department BBB consisted entirely of only two full-time
employees: Sherry Meyers, a middle-aged woman who used to be the
mistress of a senator until he bought her silence by appointing her to
the chairmanship of Department BBB; and Don Winslow, her male secretary
and occasional lover. (We aren't going to try to kid you that nobody in
Washington, D.C., has lovers!) These were the administrators, whose
main function was to answer the phone and deal with the endless
paperwork associated with running a government office. Any actual
assignments were delegated to a handful of "agents" they kept on
retainer.

Even though romantically involved in a haphazard, casual sort of way,
the administrators were not so engaged when their phone rang. To be
specific, Don was reading a current bestseller while Sherry was
updating her address book.

Neither looked up when the phone rang.

It rang again.

"Aren't you going to answer that?" Sherry said.

"You're closer," Don replied from the depths of his novel.

"Yes, but you're the secretary and I'm the boss -- "