considerable damage. And I’m giving up a lot as it is.” “I have to insist on

that point.” “I’ll think about it,” she said airily, seeming to enjoy her

advantage over him on this part of the negotiations. “And you want particulars?

Location only? You must understand that I had no personal involvement. It was

the responsibility of others. And I am powerless to bring back the dead.” Robert

Puller again gripped the chair. “I want both particulars and location.” Jericho

sat back. “Show me the approvals.” Puller opened the briefcase he’d brought with

him, took out an electronic tablet, brought the requisite pages up, and slid it

across to her.

 

She took several minutes looking over them. Finally she nodded and passed the

device back to him. “Rather astonishing,” she said. “I would hardly think people

at that level would care.” “People at that level have great respect for my

father.” She clasped her hands and inclined slightly toward him. “It must be

very difficult to live your entire life in the shadow of your father.” “I’ve

always considered it an honor.” She gave him an amused look. “It’s not healthy

to deceive yourself.” “The particulars and the location?” She spent five minutes

telling him this. He keyed all of it into his tablet.

 

Jericho said, “So, as you can see, wrong place, wrong time. Just unbelievably

unlucky for her. Dimitri, or Rogers rather, had just killed Audrey Moore. He had

evidently taken her as she left work at Building Q. He must have been lurking

nearby. One of the guards heard something and went to investigate and saw what

was going on. He called in reinforcements. As the guards were trying to capture

Rogers, your mother came along and saw Rogers, the dead woman, everything. Your