Executive orders - Tom Clancy [494]
Mrs. Sumter, can you put the general on this line?
Yes, sir.
Mr. President? a new voice asked.
General, I have a Dr. Lorenz on the line, and next to me is Dr. Alexandre from up the road at Hopkins.
Hi, Alex.
Hi, John, Alexandre responded.
Then you know.
How confident are you in this estimate? SWORDSMAN asked.
We have at least ten focal centers. A disease doesn't get around like that by itself. The data is still coming in, sir. All these cases appearing in twenty-four hours, it's no accident, and it's no natural process. You have Alex there to explain things further. He used to work for me. He's pretty good, Pickett told his commander-in-chief.
Dr. Lorenz, you concur in this?
Yes, Mr. President.
Jesus. Jack looked at his wife. What's next?
Sir, we have some options, Pickett replied. I need to get down to see you.
Ryan turned: Andrea!
Yes, sir?
Get a chopper up to Fort Detrick, right now!
Yes, Mr. President.
I'll be waiting, General. Dr. Lorenz, thank you. Anything else I need to know now?
Dr. Alexandre can handle that.
Very well, I will put Mrs. Sumter on the phone to give you the direct lines to this office. Jack walked to the door. Get on and give them what they need. Then get Arnie and Ben in here.
Yes, Mr. President.
Jack walked back to sit on the edge of his desk. He was silent for a moment. In a way, he was now grateful for the failed attack on his daughter. That had hit him with a dreadful immediacy. This one as yet had not, and though intellectually he knew that the ramifications were far worse, he didn't need the emotional impact for the time being.
What do I need to know?
Most of the important stuff we can't tell you yet. The issues are technical, Alex explained. How easily the disease spreads, all we have now is anecdotal and unreliable. That's the key issue. If it spreads easily by aerosol-
What's that? POTUS asked.
Spray, little droplets, like a cough or a sneeze. If it spreads that way, we're in very deep trouble.
It's not supposed to, Cathy objected. Jack, this bug is very delicate. It doesn't last in the open for more than-what, Alex, a few seconds?
That's the theory, but some strains are more robust than others. Even if it can survive just a few minutes in the open-that's pretty damned bad. If this is a strain we call Mayinga, well, we just don't know how robust it is. But it goes farther than that. Once a person gets it, then they take it home. A house is a pretty benign environment for pathogens. We have heating and air-conditioning to make it that way, and family members are in close contact. They hug. They kiss. They make love. And once somebody has it in their system, they're always pumping the things out.
Things?
Virus particles, Mr. President. The size of these things is measured in microns. They're far smaller than dust particles, smaller than anything you can see.
You used to work at Detrick?
Yes, sir, I was a colonel, head of pathogens. I retired, and Hopkins hired me.
So you have an idea what General Pickett's plans are, the options, I mean?
Yes, sir. That stuff is reevaluated at least once a year. I've sat in on the committee that draws the plans up.
Sit down, Doctor. I want to hear this.
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