First novel in which a dedicated bureaucrat from the Federal Aviation Administration goes hand-to-hand with a hydrogen-powered Stealth bomber, unusually evil aerospace executives, the Air Force, a wily Cuban spy, the inevitable anti-Gorby Russkies, an experimental firestorm, and goodness knows what all else as he tries to figure out why one little private plane crashed and burned. Fortunately, he has help. The bureaucrat is Brian MacHenry, a former military pilot flying a desk in the accident-investigation section of the FAA. While checking out the charred wreckage of a dead Cessna, MacHenry has a cute-meet with Air Force Major Pete Barnes, who has just shot an arrow an inch from MacHenry's nose. The two team up to find out why the Cessna's missing wing is nowhere in the neighborhood. As it happens, the plane came out on the short end of a run-in with Excalibur--an ultrasupersonic, ultrasupersecret Stealth spy-and-kill plane that the menacing Norton Corporation hopes to sell for goodness knows how many billion dollars to their doting Uncle Sam. The very touchy masterminds at Norton, hoping to keep their supersecrets supersecret, send Excalibur to do battle with the investigative team as they are flying your basic non-Stealthy jet fighter on a clandestine investigatory jaunt. Barnes and MacHenry make it out alive, but they're now every bit as mad as Norton. Everything comes down to a duel in the Sierra Nevada fight in the middle of a major weather experiment and a Cuban nuclear sabotage of a major firestorm experiment. There's far too much going on here for one technothriller. Maybe even for three.