Malone ignored him. "Tell me," he said to Dorothea with elaborate casualness, "when your brother says that, what does he mean?"
"What?" she said. "Oh, I don't know. I—" She stopped and her eyes widened. "You don't think that—"
"I don't know," Malone said. "But we can sure as hell find out."
Dorothea blinked. "What can you do?" she said. "I mean, to find out.
You can't force them to drink or anything, can you?"
"No," Malone said. "I can't do that. But it does give me an idea."
Boyd held his untasted drink in his hand, staring at Malone and the girl. "What are you two talking about?" he said. "Or is this the special Captain Midnight code? I left my code ring home this week."
"Boyd," Malone snapped, "get on the phone."
"Are you sure it will hold me?" Boyd said.
"I want you to call Dr. O'Connor at Yucca Flats," Malone said. "Shut up and listen."
There was silence.