”“Affirmative, Colonel.” The General chuckled. “Do you think they’ll fall for the wounded mother bird routine you have just set up?”Jeff f...ashed his superior a grin. “We’ll soon find out.”Jeff looked about the bridge. Everyone was at his or her station, save the First Officer who was with the point defense group as ordered. The General sat looking at his screen with a smug look on his face.“Another pulse fired in front of us, but this one was approximately half the distance of the first one,”. " How do they know?" How do you think they don't know? Anyone can wander over there or here," he said, "just dress as a peasant and heard a flock of sheep. We have new positions prepared further back. You need to move tonight while it's dark... and no noise. Here are your orders... from General Miaja." Not from the Russians?" asked the Gun Sergeant."General Miaja is no lover of Russians," the man told him, "but even he can see common sense. Come, we'll find some more men to give you a hand with. "Where's Lynn?" Harold asked. She couldn't have gone home; it hadn't been an hour since they'd gotten back."She's by the pool." She seemed nervous. "Daddy, I have a confession," What's wrong, Pumpkin?" I went over your limit. I spent about a hundred and twenty dollars." Heather, you know I was very specific," Harold told her, his pulse suddenly racing."I know, and I'm sorry." She walked past him and leaned over his desk, her ass inviting his attention. "I know what I've got coming."Harold. We discussed this some time ago, if you remember. Barbara approached me. Her boyfriend got a job in LA and she came up with this plan so that she could go with him and keep working for us.”“Elyse, are you comfortable with the financials?”“Actually, the only thing that bothers me is the telecommunications costs. They’re pretty steep.”“We have to make it completely invisible to the customers if they’re reaching LA or Chicago, and have the ability to transfer calls between the offices,” Cindi.