—He knew the alternative was to lose his legs. However painful the experience may have been for him, I believe he would choose to undergo the procedure again.
In any case, if Ms. Resnik will not consent to more invasive procedures, I suggest you find a way to work with what she will consent to. In the meantime, I will go back to Washington and see if I can find a solution to your current predicament.
—Thank you. I’ll talk to…
—To the board, yes.
—I’ll talk to the board about keeping you on as a consultant, but I can’t…can’t promise anything.
—That is very generous of you.
FILE NO. 253
TRANSCRIPT—GEOINT SURVEILLANCE—KH-9 SATELLITE (BIG BIRD)
National Reconnaissance Office, Chantilly, VA
[11:30] Movement alert. Big Bird is geostat over Puerto Rico. Now leaving Watch Mode. Manual tracking enabled.
[11:31] Male, female, designated Alpha, Bravo, spotted outside compound. Heading west on foot along access road.
[11:39] Several people exiting compound. Eight men total, all armed, wearing tactical gear. Designation: Charlie 1 through 8.
[11:42] Charlie 1–8 entering two vehicles, pickup trucks, parked outside compound. Vehicles heading west.
[11:46] Tracking. Vehicles approaching Alpha and Bravo. Male and female leaving access road, heading north through wooded area.
[11:47] Vehicles stopped. Charlie in pursuit on foot.
[11:52] Bravo down.
[11:53] Alpha heading North. Bravo still down.
[11:54] Charlie 1–4 stopping near Bravo. Charlie 5–8 still in pursuit heading north.
[11:56] Charlie 1–4 carrying Bravo, possibly dead, back to vehicle.
[12:01] Lost track of Alpha. Charlie 5–8 slowing down, splitting up into two groups.
[12:08] Charlie 5–8 abandoning pursuit. Heading back to vehicles.
[12:17] Vehicles heading back to compound.
[12:24] Vehicles back at compound. All occupants entering.
[12:32] No further activity. Big Bird resuming Watch Mode.
FILE NO. 254
INTERVIEW WITH VINCENT COUTURE, CONSULTANT, GAIA CONSORTIUM
Location: Bar El Batey, San Juan, Puerto Rico
—Where is Ms. Resnik? I was expecting both of you.
—She didn’t make it.
—You left her behind?
—There was nothing I could do. She got hit in the back with a Taser gun. I tried to help her up, but they got me in the shoulder and I fell backward down the hillside. When I came to, I was a few hundred feet from the water.
—They did not chase you?
—I don’t know. I didn’t see anyone, but I didn’t really stick around to find out. Maybe they were too busy restraining Kara, maybe they don’t care so much about me.
—Believe me, they care very much about you. Even if Ms. Papantoniou managed to get the helmets to accept other people, she would need someone to operate the legs and the console. You are the only one with a sufficient understanding of the math involved.
—It’s not that hard. It can be learned.
—I am certain it can, but you are also the only person whose anatomy is compatible with the controls. Anyone else would have to stand backward and face away from the console. They could use a third pilot on the other side of it, but coordinating the actions of three people when one of them is facing away does not seem like a viable solution. If they had been able to catch you, you would have been recaptured before her. She is easier to replace than you are.
How did you get to San Juan?
—There was a small fishing boat near the shore. I swam to it, told them I was snorkeling and the boat I came on left without me. At least, I think that’s what I said. You know how good my Spanish is. Anyway, they took me to Playa Sardinera. I took a bus to get here.
—Very astute of you. How did things get so bad? What happened at the compound?
—We escaped.
—I meant what happened before. When did you decide to escape?
—Yesterday. Well, today, but it all started yesterday.
—Please take me through it.
—I woke up late. I didn’t take a shower, I just ran downstairs for breakfast. They called her on the intercom about halfway through.
—Ms. Resnik?
—Yes. She said she’d be right back. She told me to make sure no one took her coffee.
—Then?
—Then nothing. I waited for a half hour. I went to her room, to med bay. The door was locked. I started knocking. After about five minutes, the door opened. Did you know that piece of shit Ryan was there?
—I did.
—And you didn’t think that was something I might wanna know?
—Can we do this at another time? Ms. Resnik was in the medical bay…
—Yeah. I tried to get to her. She was lying unconscious on a metal table. Her arms and legs were strapped. She must have put up one hell of a fight. Ryan’s brow was cut. He must have helped to restrain her because I don’t think the two guards that were there could have handled her on their own. Alyssa certainly couldn’t.
Ryan grabbed me. He said no one would hurt her. I didn’t believe him so I kept on fighting, but he’s a lot stronger than I am. Alyssa was there, and she picked up something in one of the drawers and she stabbed me in the neck with it. Next thing I know, I was in my room.
—What did they do to you?
—I don’t know. I woke up with one hell of a headache, but not much else.
—Did your back hurt?
—No, not really. Why?
—What kind of tests did Alyssa perform on you before the mission to Korea?
—She sent me to San Juan for some X-rays. She took a bunch of samples.
—What kind of samples?
—Everything, I guess. Blood. A lot of blood. Saliva, sperm, hair. Why? What do you think she’s doing?
—I do not know. How did you manage to free Ms. Resnik?
—I didn’t free her. I think they were done with her so they let her go. She knocked at my door.
—How was she?
—Pretty banged up. She was still hammered from whatever Alyssa had given her. She grabbed my hand, and we lay down in bed until morning. When I woke up, she was already dressed. She looked really nervous. We both knew we had to get out of there.
—What was your plan?
—We didn’t have a plan. We just tried walking out the front door. The guards had orders not to let us through. I could tell Kara was thinking about fighting her way out. I wasn’t really up to fighting four armed men. I put my hand on her shoulder to stop her. It took a few seconds, but I eventually felt her relax. Once she’d given up on the idea, we went back to my room to whip up some sort of plan.
—What did you come up with?
—Nothing at first. There’s only one elevator shaft, and it’s heavily guarded. That left only the underwater hatch and the air shafts. Neither of us knew how to ride a sub, so we gave up on that one rather quickly, and we couldn’t come up with a way to climb the shafts. They’re about a mile long. Then I thought: Han Solo.
—…
—Han Solo, you know. “If they follow standard imperial procedure, they’ll dump their garbage before they go to light speed, and then we just float away.”
—Is that supposed to help?
—Today’s garbage day. They take out the Dumpsters once a week, whatever they couldn’t incinerate—metal, all kinds of scraps, and then a truck picks it up. We snuck into one of the containers, and they carried us out, with the rest of the trash.
—I am surprised Ms. Resnik went along with that plan.
—I was too. I can’t say I was too confident about it myself. The one thing we knew is that we didn’t wanna spend another day in there. It was just better than not trying anything at all.
We got out of the Dumpsters when we heard the door close and we started walking. We weren’t even half a mile away when we heard the trucks they sent after us. We cut through the woods and ran as fast as we could. They caught up to us real fast. I told you the rest already.
We can’t leave Kara in there with that psycho.
—I agree.
—OK, so what’s the plan?
—I have absolutely no idea.
—Can’t you storm the place with a platoon of Marines?
—No.
—Delta Force, anything?
—I wish I could. I no longer have access to military personnel. As far as the United States government is concerned, I am in the proverbial doghouse for the time being.