“Jeremy, Miranda called from Brunei. We’ve made the observations, but we need some math run. We don’t want to distract her with the calculations. Besides, she’ll appreciate your confirmation on it.” Holly spilled it out fast.
“I’m in the Situation Room.” Jeremy had been here before. No, he hadn’t. But he’d talked to Miranda on conference calls when she was here. And Mike. But he’d never been here himself. Had he? This must be how Miranda felt when the world whipsawed her back and forth. He wanted to ask her, but it didn’t seem like the appropriate time.
He’d never been in the Pentagon before today either. Yet Taz had entered as if it was the most normal thing ever.
He wished there’d been time to test the rumor that it was possible to walk from any office to any other office in under sev
