AERONTL ENGNR
FAULKNER, DAVID G.
JPL
AERONTL ENGNR
FROST, KAREN S.
USC
GNTC ENGNR
GIANNI, ENRICO R.
LCKHEED
AERONTL ENGNR
GRANGER, RAYMOND K. A.
RANGERS
SNR SGT
HARRIS, TERENCE X.
YALE
NCLR PHYSCS
JOHNSON, NORMA E.
U.ARIZ
BKJTOXNS
KAPLAN, SCOTT M.
USMC
GNNY SGT
KASCYNSKI, THERESA E.
3M CORP
PHSPHTES
KEMPER, PAULENE J.
JHNS HPKNS
DRMTLGY
KOZLOWSKI, CHARLES R.
USMC
SGT MJR
LAMB, MARK I.
ARMALTE
BLLSTCS
LAWSON, JANE R.
U.TEX
INSCTCIDES
LEE, MORGAN T.
USMC
SGT
MCDONALD, SIMON K.
LVRMRE LAB
NCLR PHYSCS
MAKIN, DENISE E.
U.CLRDO
CHMCL AGNTS
NORTON, PAUL G.
PRNCTN
AMNO ACD CHNS
OLIVER, JENNIFER F.
SLCN STRS
CMPTR SFTWRE
PARKES, SARAH T.
USC
PLNTLGST
REICHART, JOHN R.
USMC
SGT
RIGGS, WAYLON J. N.
SEALS
CMMDR
SHORT, GREGORY J.
CCA CLA
LQO SCE
TURNER, JENNIFER C.
UCLA
GNTC ENGNR
WILLIAMS, VICTORIA D.
U.WSHGTN
GEOPHYS
YATES, JOHN F.
USAF
CPTN
Cameron glanced up from the list, shook his head in disbelief. 'How do you know all this, Mr. Trent?'
'I've made some discreet inquiries,' Trent said. 'Primarily by shadowing the people mentioned on that list.'
Cameron held up the sheet of paper. 'So how'd you get this list in the first place?'
Trent smiled. It was the first real smile Cameron had seen from Trent for the hour that he had known him.
'You remember those guys I told you about who were parked in the van outside my parents' house?'
'Yes....'
'Well, I followed one of them home. Stopped him in the doorway to his apartment and asked him a few questions. He was very cooperative, once he was ... properly motivated.'
'What happened to him?' Cameron asked warily.
When he answered, Trent's voice was hard, cold, entirely devoid of emotion.
'He died.'
Snake stood handcuffed to the same pole as Henri Rae and Luc Champion on E-deck. His weapons and body armor had been removed. He just stood there, cuffed to the pole, dressed in his camouflaged full-body combat fatigues.
Schofield, Riley, and Rebound stood on the deck in front of him, looking at him. Mother was also out on the pool deck, sitting in a chair, looking like Cleopatra on a chaise. Schofield had had Book and Rebound carry her out onto the deck for this.
Last of all, behind Schofield, stood James Renshaw. He was the only civilian on the pool deck.
The atmosphere was tense. No one spoke.
Schofield looked at his watch.
It was 3:42 p.m.
He remembered what Abby Sinclair had said about the solar flare in the atmosphere above Wilkes Ice
