Alien @page { margin-bottom: 5.000000pt; margin-top: 5.000000pt; } CHAPTER 80 “TELL ME THE EMBASSY ISN’T being bombed. And I’m not kidding about that.” “We are not under attack, Chief,” Walter shared. “And I’m not kidding about that, either.” The biggest screen in the room—which heretofore had had the schematic of the world with all the dead zones and tunnels on it—flashed to much more active life. “We have action in th e D.C. area tunnels,” Big George shouted. “We have action in areas other than the tunnels,” Omega Red added as more beeping started. “France and Paraguay have gone hot.” “Ah, Kitty?” Henry said nervously. “What did you do?” “I didn’t do anything.” Well, I’d made a wish. “I wish the alien armada would go away without harming us or the Alpha Centaurion system. Make it so.” “Kitty, are you high?” Stryker asked. “No. Just in case I’ve somehow gotten super wishing powers, though, I figured I’d toss another one out there to the Powers That Be.
