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Slur, A Secret In a Secret
Slur, A Secret In a Secret
Slur, A Secret In a Secret
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Why protect an old roster, hen, and chicks. The protection is complete, 24 hours a day. Why call the assignment ‘close encounters of the 4th type?’ The army has the job to hide and protect the design team and are issued a nuclear weapon to protect them, if necessary.
The President of the USA has a secret he can’t tell anyone. A committee of 10 is formed and almost every member has a different part of the secret. It is good they never talk with each other and compare secrets.
Only a few of the oil cartel is concerned about a new plastic recycle effort. The young see no threat, “It could cost us a tanker if that. A ‘she goat’ is running the committee; She should be grinding meal with a stone.”
A plastic recycle plant is built next to a nuclear plant with wired art work that moves like butterflies when no one is watching. The plant runs for a one-minute test and the results go by military aircraft to report the results.
The committee of 10 meets, and the President is ready to go into full production after hearing of the results. But there are still many bugs to be worked out. When the process is fully known it will be given free to the entire world. Will the Middle East be back on camels and tending goats after the world has the process.
Later the President holds a press conference and down plays the results. Maybe the new process will supple 20% of the oil required by the USA. The original design team is unknown to but a few and are never talked about.
When the announcement is made Israel is at full battle alert as well as several naval battle groups of the US Navy. The truth being the USA may be able to supple almost all its oil needs from the Wyoming shale oil fields.
All the material for the entire project is labeled as radioactive and stored in Nevada for 50 years. A day is called a Slur Day of Rest and it becomes a National Holiday. Will the old President of 25 years ago release all the documents?

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Release dateDec 25, 2018
ISBN9780463550076
Slur, A Secret In a Secret
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D. E. Harrison

I am trained as a theoretical mathematician. I am an emeritus member of the American Mathematical Society for fifty odd years. I have lived in Seattle since 1967. I starting writing fiction after writing a family history.

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    Slur, A Secret In a Secret - D. E. Harrison

    Slur, A Secret In a Secret

    By D. E. Harrison

    Copyright 1999 by D. E. Harrison

    Smashwords Edition

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    Table of Contents

    Chapter 1 Slur, A Secret In A Secret

    Chapter 2 Three Weeks before the Chairman’s Visit to Area 51

    Chapter 3 Two days Later in the Oval Office

    Chapter 4 One week after Sarah, the Energy Secretary Met Dr Grumman

    Chapter 5 Four Days later the ‘Get to Know Each Other’ Meeting is held.

    Chapter 6

    Chapter 7 The Committee of 10’s First Official Meeting Starts at 6 AM.

    Chapter 8

    Chapter 9 Fourteen months after the first Committee of 10’s meeting

    Chapter 10 Update the Committee of 10 on the First Run of the Slur Plant

    Chapter 11 The Secret is Out

    Chapter 12 Day 0-minus 3 hours, before the News Conference

    Chapter 13 Day 0-plus 24 hours; Friday, 9 pm News Conference, White House

    Chapter 14 Day 0-Plus 2 Days; Saturday

    Chapter 15

    Chapter 16

    Chapter 17

    Chapter 18 Celebrate the Secret

    Chapter 19 Day 0- plus 26 Days, Tues the day after the Slur’s Day of Rest

    Chapter 20

    Chapter 21

    Chapter 22 Extract the Doves

    Chapter 23 Henrettia

    Chapter 24 Day 0- Plus 8 years

    Chapter 25 Day 0 plus 20 years

    Chapter 26 Day 0- Plus 25 years

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    Chapter 1 Slur, A Secret In A Secret

    The Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff’s car is racing over a dusty road in extreme southern Nevada. From all appearances, it is a late 1960’s Buick Road-Master, light brown with more than a few scrapes and dents. It is riding smoothly and low to the uneven dirt road, which is nothing, more than two tracks in the sagebrush. Appearances can be deceiving. The engine is a new 450-horse power turbo-charged monster. The car weights almost six tons and it will stop all but a direct hit from 105mm tank cannon. The windows appear to be dirty but that is the special armor-plated glass. No one can tell the number of passengers, since the side windows are so clouded. The driver has spent many hours learning to drive such a beast.

    The passenger if he were to look out the window would see nothing but stunted gray saga brush and an occasional skinny jackrabbit. The temperature is 103 F in the shade and there is no shade for miles. The sun is a constant glare and seems to fill the entire sky.

    He is headed for the alpha checkpoint in Area 51. The checkpoint is nothing more than a cement bunker in the middle of a steep gully flanked on all sides by four-foot high cement road dividers. Every vehicle must slow to a walk to navigate this maze before they can drive on.

    A sergeant locks and loads a 50-caliber machine gun on the second story of the bunker as the car comes to a dusty stop. A 2nd lieutenant walks to the driver’s side of the car and remains out of the line of fire as the driver’s window comes down. The lieutenant is shocked to see a Two Star General driving the car and shows it.

    Sir, Your travel papers, please sir. Would you please lower the back-window sir? I have orders to verify your passenger in the car, Sir.

    He uses a color photograph to verify them.

    The lieutenant had just received the notice with a fax picture that two men would appear at his checkpoint and require entry.

    Thank you, Sir. Yes Sir, the next check point is five miles Sir.

    The aid leaves the window down until the lieutenant burns the picture and travel notice. They turn to ashes on the road and are scattered in the light breeze.

    The car navigates the maze, drives up the side of the gully and roars down the road. The Lieutenant wipes the sweat from his brow and waves the Sergeant to stand down. Atypical entry into the very heart of Area 51.

    The last checkpoint is manned by a Major, who checks the papers twice and walks around the entire car after seeing the passenger inside. He likewise burns the orders and he waves them on as if they were the mess truck bringing in fresh produce. The car navigates the maze the same way and drives away in a cloud of dust. It pulls up to a hanger five minutes later deep within the heart of Area 51.

    The Chairman is General McAllen, mid-fifties, piercing blue eyes, a short blond crew cut that makes him look to be in his mid-forties. He is a former air force top gun fighter pilot, B-52 wing commander and Minuteman commander. He is the only current Five Star General in any of the Services.

    His aid/driver opens his door and they walk toward the hanger. The Two Star General opens the small door next to the larger hanger door and barks ‘attention.’ The Chairman walks through. The driver hesitates, pauses, watches the door close and then returns to the car. He keeps the car running and less than three minutes later the Chairman leaves the hanger. The aid opens the car door, the Chairman gets in without losing stride and the aid shuts the door.

    The Chairman removes his hat, Back to base, I need to be in Washington in less than two hours.

    The Chairman’s car is at the air base in less than ten minutes. They are waved through the only checkpoint on his way to the base and they only slow to traverse the roadblocks.

    He will ride as the ‘second seat’ in the air force’s fastest and most secret fighter. He changes in the staff car and when he emerges, he is just another fighter pilot walking up to the bird with his visor down. A Colonel motions for him to buckle up and before he finishes, the plane is starting down the runway. He buckles just as the fighter leaves the ground. At 20,000 feet in less than one minute, the bird goes hypersonic. At 85,000 feet, it is at Mock 7.2.

    The Chairman uses a secured scrambled link to D.C. and when it is picked up, he speaks just four words, The Hawk has hatched.

    Click, the receiver goes down on a red telephone somewhere in D.C. and the Chairman disconnects the link.

    Chapter 2 Three Weeks before the Chairman’s Visit to Area 51

    In a second level secured building in the Atomic Energy Commission’s Tennessee Valley Project; the Director, Dr. Olaf Hansen is talking with Dr. William Nuygen from Cal-tech, the day after they left the President’s ranch in Texas.

    Dr. Herman says, "The theory appears to be quite sound but the experiments we have outlined will prove it one way or another very quickly. Where do we bury such an animal? Los Alamos is out; it drips like a sieve. Cal-tech is to open: here, we could take a laboratory and hide it. I will approve your request William for that graduate work and give you a laboratory here. We will use that as the cover and take the laboratory next to it. I will move the funds to cover both efforts and when you send your funds, they will become so co-mingled no one will know who spent what.

    I feel the lab work will confirm it, I have no idea how we will ever ramp this up into a commercial process, but first things first. I will be doing this on my own authority and no one else’s. I control the research here and the funds. Well William, let’s go do it.

    William stands, politely bows, and follows the Director out of his office to review several laboratories. In the many years Dr. Hansen has known and worked with Dr. Nuygen never has he been able to have him walk side by side with him. He always follows a step behind. The Director has come to accept this, but he is fully aware that there is not a finer mind in the theory of Quantum Field Theory than William’s.

    The initial experiment takes two months longer than planned but of the three independent verifications made; two were William’s ‘humbly’ suggestions.

    Dr Nuygen and Hansen are sitting in Laboratory A112 twelve weeks later discussing how to take the controlled experiment of theirs and up size it into a commercial process.

    The laboratory is a tangle of wires, black metal shapes and cutouts made by first graders at an art show. Off to one side is a small machine shop with a lathe that did turn several weird shapes weighting up to two ton. William has turned out to be an exceptional machinist. There is a pile of book on metalworking and metal working machines piled in one corner. The metal working machines were still in their crates, assembled and tested by Dr Hansen and William. More than one-night William spent a few hours sleeping on an army cot in the corner.

    Surprisingly, there is not a single food scrapes or containers to be found in the lab. Several large barrels were empty when they started, and they are mostly full now. While other barrels started out full and they are now empty.

    Dr. Herman asks, William, do we really know enough to design this unit?

    "Humbly self says, ‘We just make it bigger, which is always better I am told.’ We will design it from what we know which will be close. Can turn it over to engineering firm that understands materials and they will tell us what will work and what will not. Now is it your turn to get sneaky, Dr. Hansen?"

    "William you have been around me too long. But I know a fellow in the army’s nerve gas burning unit in eastern Oregon. We can use the firm they use and fund the chamber with my money through them as an AEC test of materials under large stress. We will build it in Seattle and ship it to Oregon and when it gets there; we re-ship to the nuclear storage facility in Nevada because it is a used unit, and no one wants them around. They are always burning those out. When it is in Nevada, I will have it pulled and explain that NASA wants to look at a full-sized unit for another purpose.

    Since the gas people never paid for them, they will not inventory, so it is lost to everyone; and we have our chambers. This firm in Seattle is about the only one that could build the first ones of these. They are use to the many crazy army requirements. We may have to talk with them, but we can reroute any call back to us. The phone company will show a burn factory number called. We will just chop their satellite transmissions and reroute it to us.

    William has not commented, so the Dr. Hansen knows it will work.

    He continues, Let’s bundle these plans up, I will schedule a nuclear briefing with the President and see him after the meeting and give him the plans. Then he is on the horse for his wild ride.

    Dr. Hansen flies to D.C. on normal business and has a short briefing with the President on nuclear power. As people are leaving, the President invites him back to his office for a small refreshment. He wishes to thank him for the briefing.

    After the coffee is served and the door closed, Dr. Hansen says, "Mr. President, William and I have finished what we believe is an up scaled model of the laboratory experiment. While we have enlarged the plans, we are not commercial design engineers; I now have a better view of the process than before. Do I understand it completely? No! But we are at the end of our experience. We need to turn this over to a team of design engineers. We will also need a construction firm and a project manager to build this project. We think the manager will have to know all of what is going on and why. Plus be a little creative in hiding costs and building what is not to clear on any set of plans.

    Mr. President, William and I can no longer be associated with this project in our normal lines of work. Questions will start to be raised.

    The President says, Dr. I agree. The project is at the point where it is about to take on a life of its own and we need to guide it. Please give me your thoughts!

    Dr. Hansen replies, The Energy Department is the first choice to head this. Some oil people, a person that can guess the press before they even think of it, some security will be needed. I know you do not want me to talk about what is the best selection as members, so I will not.

    The President nods his approval, Yes, I do not want you to ever think of it. What of Dr Nuygen, is there any way we can get him into this?

    "I see no way. He told me that he would be like the cricket, ‘chirping but never seen.’"

    The President nods his reluctant approval, Very well, it will be your job to keep him in but never seen.

    The President looks out the window for a moment, almost talking to himself, "I know where I can find a project manager, I have an old friend from Texas that has drilled more than a few dry ones and made it look like we were in heaven. He has the time and building experience. I never really understood his relationship to the Kuntz construction firm, somewhere from a relative, to a black sheep to a co-conspirator.

    I will talk with him. I bet he can bury this project so deep no one will know what he is doing or has done. He is semi-retired but that is about to change. He never did like my politics but that does not matter.

    "Bob Baker is another person I will need. He is the one oilman we need. He can keep them all in line, he is hard-nosed but fair. Rare in an oilman but everyone respects him and his word. He brokers deals no one would even consider possible and yet they happen.

    Still hate him for several deals he got to before I did. The money is not important, just the lost. OH well, a good American by anyone books.

    The President turns, Anything else, Dr. Hansen?

    Just one thing Sir, we need it built near a reactor. The Houston area will suit us just fine. Close to oil refiners, pipes, reactor, NASA, and an army base. You should be able to hide anything there. We also have six copies of our plans for you

    The President shakes his hand, Thank you, you will be hearing from me.

    Dr. Hansen leaves the Oval Office as the President escorts him to the door. The President turns, shuts the door, and returns to his plush leather chair in the oval office. He runs both his hands through a thick chestnut head of hair. He knew it was going to get to this point; it was only a matter of time.

    The President picks up the phone and presses for his private Secretary; he is always amazed. She answers before he can draw a breath.

    Yes, Mr. President.

    "Please invite The Energy Secretary, Sarah Montiel to a meeting in my office in two days, make it before lunch, and

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