CHAPTER NINE
Kevin sat in Professor Brewster’s office, getting the feeling that the scientist would love to shout at him, if only he had enough time. He certainly looked angry enough to do it. Frankly, right then, he looked just about angry enough to explode. He didn’t have enough time, though, because he was too busy answering phone calls, trying to talk to Kevin and Dr. Levin in between.
“Yes sir. Yes, I’m sure it is. Yes, it’s true that the boy seems to be… yes, yes, of course. But sir, it’s our project and… yes sir, of course I’m aware of the implications.” He put the phone down. “That was the director of NASA. Can you understand how difficult this is, Kevin? How complicated this is about to—”
He picked up the phone again as it rang.
“Hello? Who? No, I’m sorry. No. No, I don’t acce
