My first clue was watching Don get clubbed over the head with a steel pipe then being dragged downstairs to the basement. When I saw Ben being carried...by two men following behind a guy dragging Don and gave myself away. They did not know I was with them until I ran to Ben after seeing his leg was bleeding. I had not been outed because the ass in DC did not know the mission specifics only the team members assigned. The guys however, had been completely outed and in the basement it was obvious. The deal was that a man from the audience could buy so many shots from me and he would earn a dollar for every shot I missed. So he could put up 10 cents and stood to win a dollar if I missed the target.There was no cheating in this. An honest target was set up 40 feet away and I drew and fired as fast as I could. The target was a metal plate 6 inches in diameter. That was far enough away that you could hear the bullet hit the target, so there was no question about it. We had several people in. Another and safer way was to build a very large matter transmitter that would bring a ship through up to almost ninety metres of rock.We all worked on the design of the base after seeing what had been done before. I had no real experience since I was born and raised in a ship. The size though grew in leaps and bounds. One reason or another made this reasoning obvious. This would be our home planet and the only manufacturing centre. The multi millions of tonnes of rock that had to be removed was. I really think we had something going."At the Girdwood Airport, they met Henry Tompkins, who had been behind the Buick the previous Friday, and noted the man that kept his plane near his Helio Courier at Girdwood. Not sure what he was doing, Henry circled back thinking that the man had car trouble, and he sped off. Henry related this to the two troopers with an admonition."If you had come yesterday," said Henry, "he would have been here. He was loading something big and white into the back of.