for it."
"And building guns - but refusing to network - is the best way to do that?"
Mike grimaced. "Enough. This is getting my pulse up and that'll throw off my aim. Spot for me."
Javier sighed and Mike rolled his eyes at the sound.
Javier was his friend, but Mike would never understand his insistence about committees and talking and the rest of that bullshit. Not when there was real work to be done. Mike adjusted the sling around the upper arm of his suit, clipped the free end onto the rifle, and then pushed the weapon out, drawing the sling tight. He drew a breath, and squeezed -
The thunderclap punched him in the chest and dust engulfed him again. Mike raised his head from the stock. "Did I hit it?"
"No, but you clipped a boulder ten meters to the right. Check the replay - you sent a nice chunk of rock shooting off into the sky."
== chapter 2 ==
2064: West Wing of the White House, Washington DC, Earth
The taupe-carpeted corridor that ran down the center of the West Wing was quiet. Senator Linda Haig looked at her watch. Almost half an hour late. Hardly surprising; that woman was never -
Suddenly the doors of the Cabinet Room flew open and the president strode out. Linda, without missing a beat, fell into step beside her. Behind and around them, the president's staff hurried to keep up. One of the aides said "Madam President, I know your schedule is tight, but we really need an answer on the fertilizer allocation -"
President Johnson looked straight ahead as she walked briskly. "Don't pressure me, Don. Do you think that YOU get to dictate my schedule?"
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