"Peter here.""It's me," a woman's voice said.Peter smiled as he recognized the person. "Yes. What can I do for you?""My man failed. They found the base and the packages."The computer printout was forgotten as Peter sat back in his seat. "Are they going to release the story?""Not right away. It's still being kept in tight. The plan is to wait until a support team gets down there and they can go live.""Then we have some time?""Yes."Peter nodded. "All right. Release the information about the bombs to the other party as you did the initial information. Let's see how they handle it. They are already interested, and this should whet their appetite. In fact, I'll send you some additional information over secure modem. I'll make the other arrangements."For the first time the voice sounded uncertain. "Are you sure I should—""Do as I say," Peter ordered. "I will take care of everything else." SNN HEADQUARTERS, ATLANTA, GEORGIA Stu Fernandez stared at the computer screen in confusion. There was a SATCOM message from Conner logged in only ten minutes ago, yet he couldn't access it.
