DeLong nodded. “That’s our supposition for the moment. The b***h is that we don’t know who that call was from or what it was about. Mort says he never heard the voice before. Some stranger just called and asked to speak to Vince on a very urgent matter of personal business. That’s all we know.”
“We don’t even know what’s going on inside that Dream,” said White. The engineer was shaking his head. “I only know it isn’t supposed to happen that way.”
Mort Schulberg, who’d been pacing around outside the control booth, chose this moment to enter. “That’s why we called you. We need another Dreamer to go in there with an auxiliary cap and tell us what’s happening, so we can maybe think of some way to straighten things out.”
“Why don’t you just turn it off?” Wayne suggested. “If we stopped broad
