matter. Of course, SPASUR's track already proved that—this is just icing on the cake."
"But the fact that an F-14 in full afterburner lost ground on them that fast has more immediacy than tracking station reports, no?"
"True. And visual confirmation of their size is impressive, too." She shook her head. "I still can't understand how they got clear down to the edge of atmosphere before they were picked up, though. Anyone who could build those things should certainly be capable of foxing our radar, of course, but if they can do that at all, why stop? And just what were they doing in atmosphere, anyway?"
"That, I should think, is pretty obvious," Morris said. "Admiral Carson got mixed up in somebody else's war."
"Granted, but why here?" She shook her head and leaned back in her chair, crossing her legs and worrying an earlobe. "There's no way to prove it, but I think it's pretty damned obvious those things were designed for space, not atmosphere."
"Reasons?" he asked.
"Their r
"But the fact that an F-14 in full afterburner lost ground on them that fast has more immediacy than tracking station reports, no?"
"True. And visual confirmation of their size is impressive, too." She shook her head. "I still can't understand how they got clear down to the edge of atmosphere before they were picked up, though. Anyone who could build those things should certainly be capable of foxing our radar, of course, but if they can do that at all, why stop? And just what were they doing in atmosphere, anyway?"
"That, I should think, is pretty obvious," Morris said. "Admiral Carson got mixed up in somebody else's war."
"Granted, but why here?" She shook her head and leaned back in her chair, crossing her legs and worrying an earlobe. "There's no way to prove it, but I think it's pretty damned obvious those things were designed for space, not atmosphere."
"Reasons?" he asked.
"Their r