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"Then what's the big secret?" shouted someone in back.

Walker looked puzzled. "There is no secret. We have willingly shared the wilderness world with all who came to look. But the Roundhouse is on our our land." land."

The reporters grew quiet.

"It may be," Walker continued, "that the road to the stars crosses this ridge. Some people are disturbed by the discoveries made here. They fear them. And we know that when change comes, no one is more adamant in holding on to the past than those in power. They know change is inevitable, but they would, if they could, parcel it out in measured pieces. Grain for chickens.

"We are told by your your government," he continued, "that we must leave. If we do not comply, we will be turned out. And those who have the temerity to remain on their own land are threatened with jail. Or worse. I would ask you, if these persons can seize our property because they are afraid, whose property is safe? If they can lay hands on our future, whose future is secure?" government," he continued, "that we must leave. If we do not comply, we will be turned out. And those who have the temerity to remain on their own land are threatened with jail. Or worse. I would ask you, if these persons can seize our property because they are afraid, whose property is safe? If they can lay hands on our future, whose future is secure?"



(Producer's voice: "Great, Carole. The guy is great! Try to get an exclusive interview when it's over.") "This will not be the first time we have been called on to defend our land with our blood. But I would speak directly to the president of the United States." Chang moved in. "Mr. President, only you have the power to stop this. The people who will die tonight, on both sides, are innocent. And they are idealistic, or they would not be confronting each other. They are the best that we have, willing to sacrifice themselves for a cause dictated by older men. Stop it while you can."

Tom Lasker's ID had done him no good at the roadblock, and he had been turned away without explanation, just like the hordes of tourists. His first reaction was to use the cellular phone to call Max, but he got only a busy signal, the kind of rasping two-tone that usually indicates a trunk line is down.

He had been listening to the news accounts, and he knew about the ultimatum. It had not seriously hit home until now, however, that there was going to be shooting and that people might get killed.

He hesitated, not knowing what to do, feeling he should talk to someone but not knowing who could help. He called Ginny and told her what was going on. "Come home," she said. "Stay out of it." Moments later she called him back. "One of the people from the reservation is trying to reach you." She gave him a number. "Be careful," she added.

William Hawk picked up on the other end. "Tom," he said. "We need to get a message through to the chairman."

April had been unusually quiet. Max wondered whether she was disappointed in him or whether she was simply frightened. They'd returned to the control module and sat moodily, not talking. The air was heavy, and Max, at least, could not say what was on his mind.

It hurt. "April," he said, "you're sure you want to stay?"

She looked up at him and needed a moment to focus. "Yes," she said. "I feel the same way Adam does. I can't walk out of here and just let them take everything."

"Yeah. Okay." Max got up.

She nodded.

"Good luck," he said.

31.

It is an unbecoming thing to wince before the menacing shot.-Montaigne, "Of Steadfastness"

As soon as it became apparent the Sioux would not back down, Elizabeth Silvera began listening in on telephone conversations. She was aware of Walker's question to Adam, down, Elizabeth Silvera began listening in on telephone conversations. She was aware of Walker's question to Adam, How far are you prepared to go How far are you prepared to go? and of the response. She also understood from his phone conversation with Walter Asquith, the Pulitzer Prize-winning writer, that Walker planned some sort of demonstration by outsiders. She had no concrete information. She had listened to other conversations before they shut down communications, intercepts during which the Native Americans rea.s.sured their families not that they would be okay but that they could be relied on to defend the birthright. She wondered if they had guessed she was listening and if the remarks were being made specifically for her benefit. And finally she had listened to Max's conversation with the president. Max's refusal to take a stand had elicited her indignation and simultaneously persuaded her that force would be necessary. If the Sioux were going to accept a settlement, that would have been the time to do it.

This was not an a.s.signment she was happy with. Not that she had moral or political reservations. But the situation was explosive, with a lot of risk professionally and relatively little to gain. If she got everything right here, she would simply pa.s.s the package on to SOG, which would get the credit. In the meantime, if she screwed up anything at all, it would be her career.

She had officially turned the operation over to SOG during the late afternoon. Horace Gibson, the group commander, had arrived to take charge of things personally. Considering how high-profile the case was, she'd expected no less. Elizabeth had met Gibson once before, and she didn't care much for him. There was a little too much bravado in his manner. Gibson thought highly of himself and made no secret of his opinion that his people were special, the organization's elite. He made Elizabeth feel like a peasant.

On this occasion, though, she could almost feel sorry for him. She knew what his instructions were: Take the Roundhouse quickly, to avoid a prolonged media circus; do it without losing anybody; and if possible, do it without hurting any of the Indians.

Good luck.

She knew Horace well enough to conclude that the Indians better look out.

NBC's Special Edition Special Edition, interview of Attorney General Christian Polk by Tom BrokawBrokaw: Mr. Polk, we've just watched the plea made by James Walker for restraint and his charge that the government is trying to steal land that belongs to the Sioux. How do you respond to that? Mr. Polk, we've just watched the plea made by James Walker for restraint and his charge that the government is trying to steal land that belongs to the Sioux. How do you respond to that?Polk: Tom, we sympathize with Chairman Walker and the Sioux. I would like to make it clear that the action we have taken is, we feel, in everyone's best interest. Let me reiterate that we are not Tom, we sympathize with Chairman Walker and the Sioux. I would like to make it clear that the action we have taken is, we feel, in everyone's best interest. Let me reiterate that we are not stealing stealing the property. We are only asking for oversight. the property. We are only asking for oversight.Brokaw: What precisely does oversight mean, Mr. Polk? Who will actually control operations at the Roundhouse? What precisely does oversight mean, Mr. Polk? Who will actually control operations at the Roundhouse?Polk: Why, the Sioux, of course. The only reason we will be there is to ensure that-Look, Tom, this is a unique situation. We've never seen anything like this before. We have a duty to see that appropriate safeguards are maintained. We just don't know what we're dealing with, and we owe it to the American people to stay on top of this. There's nothing unreasonable about that. Why, the Sioux, of course. The only reason we will be there is to ensure that-Look, Tom, this is a unique situation. We've never seen anything like this before. We have a duty to see that appropriate safeguards are maintained. We just don't know what we're dealing with, and we owe it to the American people to stay on top of this. There's nothing unreasonable about that.Brokaw: Exactly what sort of threat worries you? Exactly what sort of threat worries you?Polk: The first thing we want to do is to rea.s.sure everyone. There have been stories that something came out of the Roundhouse- The first thing we want to do is to rea.s.sure everyone. There have been stories that something came out of the Roundhouse-Brokaw: You don't really believe that, do you? You don't really believe that, do you?Polk: No. I personally do not. But that's not the issue. A lot of people do. And we have to rea.s.sure them. No. I personally do not. But that's not the issue. A lot of people do. And we have to rea.s.sure them.Brokaw: So you plan to take Sioux property by force because some people in North Dakota are getting nervous? So you plan to take Sioux property by force because some people in North Dakota are getting nervous?Polk: There are other factors. We don't know what hazards there might be. Disease, for example. That is a primary concern. We have to control these ports. There are other factors. We don't know what hazards there might be. Disease, for example. That is a primary concern. We have to control these ports.Brokaw: It appears that the Sioux will not comply with the court order. It appears that the Sioux will not comply with the court order.Polk: That's not really an option for them. That's not really an option for them.Brokaw: That might be their call rather than yours. Mr. Polk, are you prepared to use force? That might be their call rather than yours. Mr. Polk, are you prepared to use force?Polk: I'm sure it won't come to that. I'm sure it won't come to that.Brokaw: But will you use force if you have to? But will you use force if you have to?Polk: We have every confidence this can be settled peacefully. We have every confidence this can be settled peacefully.Brokaw: Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir.Polk: Thank Thank you you, Tom.

Horace Gibson sat in his temporary command post on a hilltop several miles north of Johnson's Ridge, going over the latest pictures from the target area and the weather updates. He'd done his homework on Adam Sky and did not look for any mistakes in the defense. He was also not sure what kind of weapons Sky might be able to deploy.

The Sioux would dig in, using the mounds as cover.

Gibson's preference would have been to drop black smoke on them and follow up with concussion grenades. Blind them, shake them up, and use the choppers to move in before they could regroup. But winds of forty miles per hour were blowing across the top of the escarpment and were expected to worsen during the night. So there would be no smoke to cover an a.s.sault. The wind conditions wouldn't help chopper maneuverability, either, but he could manage.

Left to his own devices, Horace would have simply sealed off the area and waited out the defenders. But pressure was coming, he believed, all the way from the White House. Get it done Get it done.

He didn't like the combat area. The defenses looked out over flat ground with no cover. It was a killing zone.

His most practical tactic was to attack the mounds with the Blackhawks and try to drive the defenders into the pit. Or sow enough confusion to cover a landing.

Elizabeth Silvera had taken her post, with Chief Doutable and half a dozen police officers armed with rifles, on the escarpment about a quarter-mile west of the top of the access road. The position was exposed, should the Sioux begin shooting, but it offered an excellent view of the defenders across the top of the excavation. The mounds were in shadow, and Sky had erected tarpaulins on a framework of wooden parts to prevent his people from being silhouetted against the glow from the Roundhouse. But it was a clear night and there was a bright moon. A reconnaissance helicopter had been doing occasional sweeps and now hovered over the north side of the escarpment.

Doutable had been relieved to learn that the SOG team would not ask for, and did not want, armed a.s.sistance. All they needed from local police was an a.s.surance that no unauthorized persons would wander onto the escarpment. That was shorthand for the media.

Elizabeth knew that when it came, it would be very quick. She'd been through something like this once before with Gibson. She was waiting now for a coded report that would give her the time of the a.s.sault and provide any special instructions the commander would have for her. Doutable was saying something that she wasn't really listening to when she became aware of the sound of another aircraft.

It wasn't one of the Blackhawks.

That was strange. There shouldn't have been anyone in the sky over the ridge except marshals.

A gray propeller-driven plane was approaching from the south. She raised her binoculars. It carried U.S. military markings.

"What the h.e.l.l's going on?" she muttered to herself, and switched on her link to the helicopter. "Bolt One," she said. "This is Reluctant. We've got an intruder."

"I see him," came the response.

"Warn him away."

"Reluctant, I have been trying to talk to him for about a minute. He does not respond."

The plane was down low and coming fast.

"Please advise, Reluctant."

"Warn him to leave the area or be fired on."

"That's a roger."

The Blackhawk was keeping pace with the gray plane, riding about a thousand feet above it.

"Reluctant, that's an old Avenger," said the helicopter. "World War II fighter." Another pause. "He does not answer."

"Who is it?" she asked. "Is there an ID?"

The helicopter relayed its tail number, which Doutable scribbled down. "Give me a minute," he said. He gave the number to one of the cruisers.

The Avenger was coming in on the deck.

Gibson came on the circuit. "Bolt One," he said. "Fire a warning round."

The Blackhawk fired in front of the vintage aircraft, directly across its line of sight. The Avenger wavered slightly but kept coming.

"It belongs to a guy named Tom Lasker," said Doutable. "The plane's based at Fort Moxie."

"Lasker," she said. "I know him. He's the guy with the boat."

At that moment the Avenger roared over the trenches. Part of it seemed to fall away. It banked west and started gaining alt.i.tude.

"Bolt One," she said, "break off." She turned to Doutable. "Have someone waiting for him when he lands. I think we'll want to talk to him."

"It dropped something," said one of the police officers.

Elizabeth turned her binoculars on the excavation.

"Reluctant, this is Bolt One. The Indians have come out of their hole. They're looking for something."

"Roger."

"There are two of them out front, beyond the ring of ditches. Wait a minute. Wait a minute." He nodded. "Whatever it is, I think they've found it."

Elizabeth watched through her own binoculars while the Sioux retreated back into the crosswork of ditches and mounds. What was so important that Lasker was willing to challenge a Blackhawk?

Max, of course, had recognized the Avenger immediately, and he had watched the drama from his car, cringing, waiting for the helicopter to take Lasker out.

But it had not happened. And now he sat with his engine running, anxious to be away. He was angry, and his conscience was eating at him, digesting him whole. But he had already put his life on the line once for this project, had gone into that G.o.dd.a.m.n yellow light with no a.s.surance it wouldn't just turn him into a cloud of atoms. Now they were all looking at him as if he were Benedict Arnold. Someone not fit to be seen with.

Well, not all of them. Only April, actually. But that was the one that hurt. She'd still have been sitting on that beach if Max hadn't gone after her.

He sympathized with Adam and the others. But this wasn't his his fight. If she wanted to throw her life away, that was up to her. fight. If she wanted to throw her life away, that was up to her. He He had no intention of getting killed over it. None. But the way she had looked at him when he said he was leaving- had no intention of getting killed over it. None. But the way she had looked at him when he said he was leaving- Son of a b.i.t.c.h.

He turned on his headlights and started moving slowly toward the access road. He knew the police were over there, and he could a.s.sume they were armed and probably a little nervous. That was risk enough for him.

But he saw movement behind him.

Someone waving. Adam.

Max slowed down, circled, and started back.

"Max." Adam came abreast of the car. "Can you do something for us?"

Max squirmed. "What was Tom doing here?" he asked.

Adam held out a piece of paper. "Delivering this."

Max held it close to his map light. It was from William Hawk.

Chairman: Your people are coming. Two charter flights inbound to Grand Forks at about 11:00 P.M. P.M. I am sending escort. I am sending escort.

Max looked up. "What's this? Reinforcements?"

"Some people the Chairman thinks can stop this."

Max sighed. "I hate to say this, but the chairman's losing it."

"Maybe," said Adam. "But it's all we have. There are twelve or thirteen people coming in on the two flights."

"The problem is," said Max, "that even if they could help, you can't get them here."

"That's right. The roads are blocked."

"So what do you want me to do?"

"Fly them in," said Adam. "Talk to your friends at Blue Jay. Rent a couple of helicopters."

"You're crazy. Blue Jay's not going to fly anybody in here here. They d.a.m.ned near shot Tom down."

"They're friends of yours," said Adam. "Offer them a lot of money. Make it worth their while."

Max sat staring over the top of his steering wheel at the dark patch of woods that masked the access road. One of the police cruisers had turned on its blinker. Otherwise, nothing was moving.

"I'll do what I can," he said.

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