Lion, Tiger, Bear | 197 tested it in the Philippines. The propulsion and antigravity data were primitive, and its plain it wasnt too impressive, which means they missed a bunch of things, got em wrong. Unreliable, it had a slew of malfunctions and bugs that no one could figure out, not even Brown. One night it landed in the water off Puerto Princesa and nearly sank. After that, four-engine flying boats and bigger, faster aircraft took over the imaginations of the admiralty and the very costly program was shelved in 1936. Hard times back then even for the Navy. You Yanks shouldve stuck with helium dirigibles, old boy, said Bea haughtily. Bernie went face-to-face. Three young sailors.. .drowned that night, so shut thefack up, my fair lady! Thirty long seconds of silence. Sorry, whispered the girls. My condolences. Impressive history, monsieur, said Gwafa, easing tensions with a calm voice. I must ask, is this man Crowley involved in African Voodoo? Who knows? He may have been. Same idea really, African Black Magick replied Bernie. Same shit, different style. Black just means hidden. Bernie wrote the words on the board with the odd spelling. Its pronounced May-gick.But…all of you need to remember that the genuinely horrible stuff is Satanic Magick.Theres a big, big difference. He looked at each person, his face steel-hard. Am I clear? To everyones relief, lunch arrived on a trolley with Tillings. No apples today, but plenty of melon, cucumbers, dates, radishes, and figs. Healthy appetites, everyone. Everyone dived in. Chewing a ripe fig, Alice asked: Right. So, whats all this magician jibber jabber got to do with our proposed mystery mission exactly? Bernie sighed again, and stuffed in a cool slice of melon. T know its a lot of dots to connect, tons of strange information, but in due course all will become clear. Were all tired and stressed a bit, but please bear with me. Brigadier? Its showtime. McMaster laid out large photographs on the table. Gather round. These photos were taken by a Russian reconnaissance plane seventy-six miles east of Sebastopol a month ago, dont inquire as to how I got them. They seem to show a large silver cigar shaped aircraft moving southeast at high speed. The pilot said he chased it at 380 mph plus at 28,000 feet but it climbed and sped away at almost twice his speed and altitude, an estimate of course. He chased it towards the Turkish coast but then gave up when