The ‘unseeable’ was coming home to roost, I now understood.  The artifact that was entrusted to me had something to do with San Onofre, the one ‘pod’ that had been taken out of service to become some sort of hyper-secret nearly impenetrable laboratory or meeting place was involved, as well as an admiral in the Navy who I was finding out scared the living crap out of every person in the government, including the President himself.

“Why am I becoming the repository for all of this?” I complained in frustration, tinged with a good bit of fear, to my wife.

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