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@@@@@Can?t you understand that?? The director again reached for the telephone and pressed a single buttonIn the front seat, beyond the glass partition, the driver picked up the phone recessed in the seat beside him?There?s been a change of plans,? said Holland?Head for Sterile Five The limousine slowed down, and at the next intersection turned right toward the rolling hills and verdant fields of the Virginia hunt countryMorris Panov closed his eyes, as if in a trance or as a man might do facing some appalling ordeal?his own execution perhapsAlex looked at Peter Holland; they both glanced at Mo, then back at each otherWhatever Panov was doing, there was a reason for itUntil they reached the gates of the estate that was Sterile House Five thirty minutes later, no one spoke ?DCI and company,? announced the driver to the guard wearing the uniform of a private security firm, in reality a CIA proprietaryThe limousine proceeded down the long tree-lined entrance ?Thanks,? said Mo, opening his eyes and blinking?As I?m sure you gathered, I?m trying to clear my head and with any luck bring down my blood pressure ?You don?t have to do this,? insisted Holland ?Yes, I do,? said Panov?Maybe with time I could piece things together with a degree of clarity, but I can?t now and we don?t have the time Mo turned to Conklin?How much can you tell me?? ?Peter knows everythingFor the sake of that blood pressure of yours, I won?t fill you in on all the details, but the bottom line is that David?s all rightAt least we haven?t heard otherwise ?Marie? The children?? ?On the island,? replied Alex, avoiding Holland?s eyes ?What about this Sterile Five?? asked Panov, now looking at Holland?I assume there?s a specialist, or specialists, the kind I need ?In relays and around the clockYou probably know a few of t