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beast, muted only by its failing strength.
Suranov got a clear mental picture of it begging to be put out of its misery,
anything other than to have to listen to another speech. The Colonel could see
its point. “Now, Tovarish, my orders are to destroy this thing then bring
samples back for analysis.
    The
politician reluctantly agreed, and the charges were detonated. Looking around,
something puzzled Suranov. “Didn’t the Americans say these beasts had acid
blood? Because this one doesn’t.”
    James
Randi Educational Foundation, Florida, USA
    “Thank
you for seeing me at such short notice Sir.” The woman was Thai, middle-aged,
still poised, elegant and attractive. She also had the hardest, coldest black
eyes James Randi, aka The Amazing Randi, had ever seen.
    “I
am pleased to make your acquaintance Ma’am.”
    “Major-General.
Sir, for many years your organization has run a million-dollar prize for
evidence of people with supernatural abilities.”
    “That
is correct General. We were going to end the challenge in a couple of years but
now, after these events….”
    “Sir,
that is why we wish to speak with you. The events of the last few days have
changed everything. You and your organization have decades of experience in
exposing frauds and discrediting psychics. You probably have more practical
experience in this than anywhere else. My government, and quite a few others I
believe, need to exploit that experience. We believe that buried amongst all
the frauds and imposters there may be a few who really can talk to the dead. If
there are such people, we need to speak with them very badly. We want you and
your organization to find them for us. Mr Randi, I do not exaggerate when I say
that the whole future of the human race may depend upon us finding such people.
    Randi
looked at the woman sitting before him. “In that case, how can I refuse?”
    National
Command Post, Washington D.C.
    “Congratulations
Prime Minister. And yes, we gladly accept your offer of cooperation in
analyzing the body your submarine is towing in. We have heard from the
Russians, they also have samples they are prepared to share with us. The more
information we have the better, there appears to be significant differences
between these recent kills and the ones shot down by our pilots. By the way,
Gordon, are your legal people giving you trouble? Ours are claiming all sorts
of strange things. Their latest one is that these are peace emissaries and
we’re committing war crimes by killing them.
    “We
have had some such troubles yes. I suggest, Mister President, that you tell
your people what I told mine. In view of the circumstances, Britannia waives
the rules.”
     
     
     
     
    Chapter
Three
    Cabinet
Conference Room, White House, Washington D.C.
    “Condi,
could you summarize the international situation at this point?”
    “Mister
President. So far, more than two dozen of these invaders, Baldricks the Brits
call them, have been killed around the world. The latest was off Tokyo where a
monster similar to the one killed by HMS Astute came ashore. It was engaged by
the Japanese Ground Self Defense Forces and destroyed. According to the
Japanese Ambassador, all that time spent shooting at Godzilla finally paid
off.” A laugh ran around the room, partly a release of nervous tension but
mostly in appreciation of the unexpected sense of humor shown by Ambassador
Nishamura. “Most of the Far Eastern countries are coming on board pretty
quickly. China, of course, has taken an early stand. The People’s Liberation
Army, Army Air Force and Army Navy have all gone to full alert. Europe’s following
the same approach, they’re all shooting at any Baldricks that appear on their
territory.
    “On
the debit side, South America and Southern Europe appear to be in shock still.
Christianity was deeply rooted there and The Message struck them very hard. The
idea that they’ve been systematically deceived by the very being they
worshipped has left