“Finally, you have broader considerations that might follow what you would call the ‘falling domino’ principle. You have a row of dominoes set up, you knock over the first one, and what will happen to the last one is the certainty that it will go over very quickly. So you could have a beginning of a disintegration that would have the most profound influences.” —Dwight D. Eisenhower, 1954
A chill crawls, spiderlike, up Peggy’s spine. She doesn’t turn because she doesn’t have to; after all these years, she is familiar with the broad shape of his presence.
“J. Buchanan Barnes,” says the familiar dark voice, and he reaches out to shake President Kennedy’s hand. His shoulder brushes hers. “It’s a privilege to work on this project with you, sir.”
In 1945, James Buchanan Barnes did not fall from a very great height.