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The Nevada Test and Training Range
4,625’ Above Sea Level
The eight-seat military Learjet was a seriously sweet ride hustling him from Denver to Vegas in seventy-five minutes. He speed-read the NTSB training manual for his role and had the patter down by the time they landed. He’d always learned fast.
At Creech Air Force Base in Nevada they hustled him aboard a dusty, noisy Huey helicopter with an Air Force emblem on the side panel. The scenery had a serious upgrade as it flew northeast into the desert.
The helo was airborne within seconds of his sitting down and buckling into one of the canvas seats. He could either watch the unchanging desert rush by below or the blonde fast asleep in one of the seats; other than the pilots, they were the only two aboard.
Violetta was—had been—th
