"The last three I saw were headed that way."
We had been gone from the house for hours. When we stepped out onto the lighted terrace, I saw the shadow of a helicopter down on the strip. Then I saw Guy sitting near me in a chair. He was holding his head in his hands.
Em was saying to my wife, "He was beside himself. There wasn't a thing he could do. I had to get him away from there and I thought you wouldn't mind if we flew over here and stayed with you till they've decided what to do."
I walked over and said, "Hello, Guy. What's the matter?"
He raised his head and then stood and shook hands. "It's a mess. The whole project will be ruined and we don't dare go near it."
"What happened?"
"Just as we set it off—"
"Set what off?"
"The rocket."