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"It is not as easy as that, I am afraid, my friend," Olefsky replied. "You heard this news about the Naval 'readiness test.' I'll tell you what is truly going on. I have been informed. Operation Macbeth, it is called." "Macbeth!" Rowan repeated, stunned. "Good God!" "Operation Macbeth"--the Bear rumbled on--"is designed to thwart a revolution. All communication between ships is silenced. Anyone who tries to communicate with a ship of the line will be fired on."
"It's because I know the codes," Rowan mumlured, looking dazed. "Of course. I never imagined that they would go this far, but I don't suppose they have any choice. I could take over the fleet! Macbeth would be the only way to stop me."
"But we're not trying to take over the damn fleet," Xris said impatiently. "And if I can just talk to Admiral Dixter--"
"That's the point, laddie," said the Bear. "Ybu can't talk to Dixter or anyone else in the Royal Navy. No one can, not even myself. Not for seventy-two hours."
"What a bizarre situation!" Rowan spread her hands in a helpless gesture. "The Navy shuts down communications because I could betray them, and because comnmnications are shut down I can't communicate with the Navy to let them know I'm not a traitor. What do we do?"
The Bear gazed at them from beneath thick, lowering brows. "Turn yourselves in to the authorities."
"That's not a bad idea, Xris
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