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Chapter Six Tuesday, October 21 11:30 AM Nevada Test Site With a drawn-out sigh, Paige hung up the phone in Uncle Mike’s DAF administrative office. She stood in front of his gray government-issue desk. “That’ll make the bureaucratic packrats back at DOE Headquarters scurry during their afternoon coffee breaks.” “I take it DOE didn’t handle the call too well.” Mike swiveled forlornly in his chair. “At least I got through to the Assistant Secretary’s office. The case officer said they’d handle the fallout and disperse the news to the On-Site Inspection Agency, the Defense Nuclear Agency, and the State Department, who will pass it on to the Russian embassy to confirm Ursov’s own report.” She pulled in a long, slow breath. “They’re mostly concerned with how this is going to look on Frida