Rick's pulse quickened. "What is it?"
"Your father and Weiss will need to pay a quick trip to Washington. I want you to take them in the Sky Wagon."
"When?" Scotty inquired.
"Tomorrow morning. You'll come back tomorrow afternoon."
Over breakfast, Rick tried to get more information from the agent. "Exactly what are we working on, Steve?"
Ames sipped steaming coffee thoughtfully. "Ever hear of a weapon system?"
Rick had. "It's a weapon so complicated, with so many parts, that it's actually a system instead of just a simple weapon. I think the term is used mostly for missiles."
"You think right. Well, Winston, Weiss, and your father will help Dr. Morrison do the basic design work on a system to go into a weapon system."
Scotty had been listening, too. "How complicated can you get?" he asked.
Dr. Morrison answered. "When it comes to missile work, you can get fantastically complicated. In fact, some missile systems are so complicated it's a wonder they ever work at all."