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Michael into the little study. "Boy, am I glad you're back."
    Michael raised his eyebrows. "Problems?"
    "You have got to be kidding.
Calthrop White wants to float a stock issue."
    "So?"
    "By August."
    Michael sat down and lit a cigarette. "He has to
be nuts."
    "I told him. But he has to
have it going. He's trying to buy some British TV station. Seems the franchise comes up in the
fall and he reckons he can get it for
$125 million."
    "What the hell does he want another network
for?"
    "He's ambitious, I guess. So
there's work to be done. He's our best customer."
    "But, Dad..."
    "Okay, okay. It shouldn't
interfere with the racing. I'm letting Palmer handle most of the work on it. Now let me give you
the big one." Michael raised his
eyebrows. "Bigger than that?"
    Mike winked. "For us, maybe.
I had a phone call from Lawson this morning.
Let me tell you what he has in mind."
    Michael listened, pulling his chin. "Sure it's
not one of his get-rich-quick schemes?"
    "Sure it is. But this one could just work."
    "A million bucks? Can we raise that?"
    "Could be. What do you think?"
    "A million bucks,"
Michael said again. "Holy shit, Dad, that wouldn't be too bad. You talked to Babs?"
    "I haven't talked to anyone except you. But if
you're for it..."
    Michael Donnelly considered a moment
longer, then stretched out his hand. "Count me in. But... just let's keep it between ourselves for
the time being, eh?"
WEDNESDAY 31 MAY
National American
Broadcasting Service Offices, Fifth Avenue
    "Another week," Julian
Summers remarked, slumping into his chair, which faced that of his new senior, Richard Connors, in
the weather room. "Had a good
weekend?"
    "I hung wallpaper,"
Richard told him, continuing to study the various items on his desk. "Ever
heard of something called Profiles?"
      "It's a magazine."
    "So I gather."
    "Quite up-market,"
Julian told him. "It's a monthly, does in-depth studies of prominent people. All
over the country, all over the world. From
politicians to pop stars. Why?"
    "They seem to want to do me."
    "You? Great balls of fire. You'll be
famous."
    Richard gave him an old-fashioned
look. "Some female named Don nelly.
Seems she has an appointment for Thursday. Shit!"
    "Don't you like females named Donnelly?"
Julian asked, innocently.
    "I don't like females named
anything, right this minute," Richard told him. "But Kiley says I have to see her. Says
it'll please JC. You seen these,
Julian?"
    Julian got up to lean over his
shoulder. "Water temperatures?"
    "All Mark can get us."
    "Say, is it legal, for him to feed you all that
data?"
    Richard grinned. "Maybe it
isn't. We were at school together, then college.
Heck, we played on the same team. So we're buddies."
    "And so he keeps you one
jump ahead of the other guys. Those look kind
of high for May."
    "They are, goddamned high for
May. And look at the pattern. From mid-Atlantic right across into the Caribbean and then up
into the Bahamas and
the Gulf Stream. Twenty-fours and fives and sixes, and out there, twenty-seven. But see that one?"
    "Twenty-two."
    "That's right. You know where that is?"
    "Tell me."
    "That was taken at the
Ambrose Lightship." He pointed. "Not thirty miles east of New York Harbor."
    "So it's gonna be one hot summer."
    "Yeah," Richard said.
"You know what sea temperature is needed to cause a hurricane?"
    "Nope."
    "26° Centigrade. So there's
probably one spawning in mid-Atlantic right
this minute."
    "So what's new? Tomorrow is
the first of June: the official beginning of
the hurricane season."
    "Sure. We've had hurricanes
on 1 June before," Richard agreed. "But they have to have warm water, so
that this time of year they fizzle when they get up here, or even off the Bahamas. But here we
are, at the beginning
of June, and there's warm water everywhere. We could have 27° plus up here in another month
if the weather holds as it is. That means
the whole goddamned ocean is going to be hurricane-ripe by July."
    "So the guys in Florida are
going to be busy. Thank God