Book Seven: Chapter 247

Alexandros shook his head. The men and women in the chamber had well over a thousand years of collective knowledge, but they were acting no better than children trying to hide the mess they made before their parents came home. There were people on the Council who weren’t even past forty, yet another result of whoever (or whatever) had been hunting down their ranks.

Images of the USS Arizona appeared onscreen and the room went silent. The ship had returned to its resting place, but the memorial itself had been damaged during the ship’s transit. The perpetually leaking oil now pumped out at a higher volume, staining the shoreline.

“This and the destruction of the naval fleet have been much harder to hide. I’m afraid far too many people saw the Arizona raise itself from the sea floor. Right now, we’re playing the angle that this was an event similar in nature to the Philadelphia Experiment. This has pulled the conspiracists over to our side in the public domain, so now they