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The one-million-square-foot complex sat majestically on sixty-eight forested acres just outside D. Two minutes later, Rachel had parked and crossed the manicured grounds to the main entrance, where a carved granite sign announced NATIONAL RECONNAISSANCE OFFICE (NRO)The two armed Marines flanking the bulletproof revolving door stared straight ahead as Rachel passed between them.
She felt the same sensation she always felt as she pushed through these doors…
that she was entering the belly of a sleeping giant.
Rachel's pager beeped again, pulling her thoughts back to the road in front of her. With rising uncertainty, Rachel drove to her usual exit, turned onto the private access road, and rolled to a stop at the heavily armed sentry booth.
The incoming message was the same.— RPRT DIRNRO STAT—Report to the director of NRO stat. This was 14225 Leesburg Highway, one of the most secretive addresses in the country.