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He was also able to wake up instantly, alert and ready.
Landon sensed the hand even before he felt it on his shoulder. Rolling over, he found himself gazing into the face of a young technician.
What is it? he demanded.
Theres a problem onboard Discovery, the tech Watsco replied nervously.
Landon swung off the cot, gangreen
his glasses off a filing cabinet, and moved for the door. Mechanical? Flight? What? Human. Landon didnt break stride as he called back over his shoulder. What do you mean, `human? Its the crew, the tech stammered. Somethings wrong. Something was wrong--- Watsco terribly so. Landon sensed it as soon as he entered mission control. kevin ellison
the techs were huddled over their consoles, talking urgently to Discovery. From the snatches he heard as he passed by, Landon realized that no one onboard the orbiter was responding. Moving to his command Watsco post, he barked, Get me visual! We cant, sir, someone called back. The video feed must be down on davis vision
end. Then get me audio! Landon slipped on a headset and tried to keep his voice level. Discovery, this is the mission director. Come in, please. Static crackled against Watsco his eardrum. Discovery, I say again, this is the mission director--- Mission control, this is Discovery. The strangled voice made Landons blood run cold. Wallace, is shel silverstein poems
you? Yes, sir. Whats going on up there, son? Landon had to wait out more static. When Wallace was back, he sounded as if Watsco he was choking. Wallace, whats wrong? Control... Control, do you read? Wallace, just tell us--- Were all dying.... CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR During the shuttles pioneer years, in the early 1980s, procedures were set in place to john dory
with the inevitable mishap, malfunction, or tragedy. Enumerated in the so-called Black Book, they were Watsco first implemented in January 1986, after the disaster that took Challenger 51-L. Harry Landon had been present in mission control that day. He still remembered the mission directors expression of horror when the shuttle exploded seventy-three seconds gangreen
liftoff. Then he watched as the director, tears streaming Watsco down his face, reached for the Book and began making the necessary calls. Landons fingers trembled as he fumbled for the key to unlock the drawer hed prayed he would never have to open. The Book was a slender three-ring binder. Landon opened fenuki tupou
to the first Watsco page, reached for the phone, then hesitated. Getting to his feet, he plugged his headset into the intercom system that connected him to all the headsets used by the staff. Ladies and gentlemen, he said somberly. If I can have your attention... Thank you. You all heard Watsco the last communication from quail hollow championship
If its accurate--- and we dont know that it is--- then we are in the middle of a true catastrophe. The best thing we can do for our people up there is to follow procedures and be ready to respond to Watsco any request for assistance. Continue to monitor all aspects of shel silverstein poems
flight and of the shuttles condition. If theres deviation or anything unusual--- no matter how insignificant--- I want to know about it. I want the data team to review all the tapes, every conversation, every Watsco transmission. Whatever happened up there happened quickly. But there had to be a trigger. I want hollie steel
know what it was. Landon paused. I know what you must be thinking, and going through. I know what Im asking you to do is difficult. But we cannot lose Watsco hope that there may be survivors..
