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Sporkin was still being pretty nasty, "Too busy trying to crack these Ukrainians' system. I haven't thought about it."

"Marie?"

"We don't know enough. We could try to intercept the code. If it is a stupid, repetitive, code, we could synthesize it, then block the satellite from Earth transmissions."

"That's an interesting idea. James, you're the code genius. Do you want to look at that?"

Sporkin was not giving in, "No. Not interested. Why not get Platon to do it, or Isolova?"

"James, why don't you just go into the cavern and sleep it off. We are in this together. Think about what you are saying, and we'll talk tomorrow." George looked at Angela. Angela wasn't any happier about this jerk. But Sporkin shoved away into the cavern area and disappeared. George continued, "Now, Isolova, did you have any ideas?"

"The American FBI can't get to us anymore. What about this game, you call it 'chicken' I think. We just start a countdown and tell them that if they do not disable the satellite, we will blow New Boston. They have much more to loose. We can gamble that they will break down first."