Flight Deterrence

"I thought you had to get back to Vegas tonight," Urquhart pointed out.

There was a momentary delay until Macarthur got to a carriage return. "I'm booked on America's Worst at 9:45, but given the circumstances I think I'll drive."

Urquhart considered. "It's at least twenty hours point-to-point."

Macarthur went on tapping away, peering up for a second as Walter Cronkite came on one of the screens. "True," he allowed finally, "but you're not at the mercy of the planes."