Voroshilov examined the screen. "You saw a Canadair CL-227 VTOL RPV. Vertical Take-Off and Landing, Remotely Piloted Vehicle. It has a range of thirty miles—miles, what a silly measurement...." He typed a note on his Cyrillic keyboard. "It was probably launched somewhere on this island by the assassins ... or perhaps from a ship. Easy to launch, this thing. No runway."