_The men on the space station had a word for trouble--"thunder." Always it had been thunder on earth. Now, with the warheads decaying and the Soviets playing a mysterious game, now there was ..._ In the little formal garden in Geneva, the guards had withdrawn discreetly, out of sight and hearing of the two men who sat on a carved marble bench in the center of the enclosure.…
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