THE SENATOR took his eye away from the periscope briefly and looked at Jennings speculatively.
"The story of where all that money went still hasn't been told," he said pointedly. "But the story of who got away with this two billion will be different."
Colonel Jennings said nothing. The white hot rage mounting within him made it impossible for him to speak.
The senator straightened up and walked back over to his chair. He waved a hand in the direction of Major Eddy.
"What does that man do?" he asked, as if the major were not present, or was unable to comprehend.
"Major Eddy," Jennings found control of his voice, "operates remote control." He was trying to reduce the vast complexity of the operation to the simplest possible language.
"Beep, eight," the signal interrupted him.
"He will guide the ship throughout its entire flight, just as if he were sitting in it."
"Why isn't he sitting in it?" the senator asked.