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"I don't expect any"

"What's your next move?"

"Send out press releases"

Loren looked up, puzzled "Send what?"

"Press releases," Pitt answered casually, "to announce the discovery of both the San Marino and the Pilottown and describe NUMA's plans for inspecting the wrecks"

"When did you dream up that foolish stunt?" Loren asked

"About ten seconds ago"

Perlave Pitt the stare of a psychiatrist about to commit a hopeless mental case "I fail to see the purpose"

"No one in the world is immune from curiosity," Pitt exclaireen eyes

company that owned those ships will step from behind the shroud of corporate anonymity to check the story And when they do, I'll have their ass"

WHEN OATES ENTERED THE WHITE HOUSE SITUATION Room, the men seated around the conference table can of respect for the man who now shouldered the vast problems of the nation's uncertain future The responsibility for the far-reaching decisions of the next few days, and perhaps longer, would be his alone

There were some in the room who had e They now cast off personal dislike and rallied to his side

He took the chair at the head of the table He ruff-spoken chief of the FBI, and Martin Brogan, the urbane, intellectual director of the CIA

"Have you gentlemen been fully briefed?"

Emmett nodded toward Fawcett, seated at the table's other end