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Ms. Powell, Paula said, slightly breathless as she fell into step. It would be better if we took the vehicle. If you let
me know your destina
Im walking, Blair snapped.
Uh, yes, I can see that, but with all respect, were not prepared for street surveillance.
If you and your minions werent tagging along behind me in your shiny blue suits with your big-ass gas-guzzling
black car, no one would even notice me. Go away.
I cant go away. Im sorry. Paula was well aware that Blair could go unnoticed in street clothes. She had followed her
into enough bars, and seen her pick up women who had no idea who she was enough times, to be convinced of that.
Nevertheless, she wasnt comforted by the knowledge that people might not recognize Blair when she wasnt at an
official function or dressed for a political affair. It was just as possible that unfriendlies were routinely watching the
comings and goings at the White House, and right now, Paula didnt have enough personnel to guard Blair out in the
open. Maam, this is not advisable.
I just need some air. Blair slowed and met Paulas worried gaze. Please. Just give me a few minutes.
If you wouldnt mind waiting, I can have another team here in two minutes. Paula glanced over her shoulder and saw
the Suburban following slowly behind them on 17thSt. She held a hand behind her
with two fingers extended and heard car doors open and close. Hara and Wozinski should be on the ground now too.
Unfortunately, it was late afternoon and would be dark soon. They were also heading toward the Mall, which was
exactly where she did not want to be at night.
Can we compromise? she urged. Can you just sit somewhere, and I promise well disappear.
Blair laughed abruptly and looked past her to Hara and Wozinski. The three of you would stand out in a crowd, no
matter what you were wearing. Out here, you might as well be waving a sign saying were government agents.
Paula pointed to a bench. Theres a great spot right by the reflecting pool.
And with three people, you can easily watch my back and flanks, and unless the creature from the Black Lagoon
comes up out of the pool, you dont have to worry about a frontal approach. Blair recited the tactics flatly as she
quickened her pace. She sat down on the white stone bench, gripped the cold edges with her fingers, and closed her
eyes. She wasnt angry with Paula. Making Paulas job harder wasnt going to ease the hurt and fury that stormed with
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equal measure inside her.
She couldnt believe that Lucinda had summoned her to Washington to ask her to spy on Diane. No, actually shecould
believe it. Shed seen people in power compromise their principles often enough, but she hated to think that the people
she loved, Lucinda and her father, would sacrifice trust and fidelity to achieve their goals. Maybe thats why shed
fallen in love with Cam. Because Cam was always so clear about which side of the line she stood on. Cam did not
compromise.
Paula? Blair said softly as the sun went down.
Yes maam? The reply came from somewhere behind her.
Would you call Cam and tell her youre with me. Shell worry.
Right away. After a moments silence, Paula added, Can I tell her when we might be back?
In a little while, Blair murmured.
She should go back. Cam wouldnt be satisfied with a phone call. It didnt matter that she knew Paula
was capable. It didnt matter that she knew Blair was safe. She needed to see that for herself. Blair
sensed that Cam already felt powerless with Paula in command and that she was having trouble adjusting
to the change in their relationship. She
loved Cam for wanting to protect her and care for her, even though that wasnt why shed fallen in love
with her or even what she needed most from her. Trying to change that about Cam would be denying
what made her who she was. And making her needlessly uncomfortable was just unkind. She could be
furious at her father and Lucinda just as easily at Cams condo.
Paula?
Yes maam?
Would you ask her to walk down to meet us?
I dont think shell be able to, maam. Shes in a meeting with the president.
Blairs stomach tightened. So there was more. Of course there was. Lucinda didnt fly her down here just
to solicit a little snooping between girlfriends. Cam was a trained investigator. Cam had been Valeries
lover. Cam was talking to her father. Alone.
Cam never turned down an assignment, never stepped away from her duty, never put her own safety
first.
Blair stood abruptly and strode from the park, Paula and the other agents close behind.
Cam had given enough. And so had she.
* * * * *
Sybil Gretzky, the personal secretary to Andrew Powell, smiled at Blair as she entered the anteroom to
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the oval office. Hello Blair.
Is my lover still with my father?
Sybils smile never faltered. Agent Roberts is with the president, yes. Would you like me to ring
through?
Sorry, Blair said, realizing shed been saying that all day. She wasnt just edgy, she needed to pound
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Ms. Powell, Paula said, slightly breathless as she fell into step. It would be better if we took the vehicle. If you let
me know your destina
Im walking, Blair snapped.
Uh, yes, I can see that, but with all respect, were not prepared for street surveillance.
If you and your minions werent tagging along behind me in your shiny blue suits with your big-ass gas-guzzling
black car, no one would even notice me. Go away.
I cant go away. Im sorry. Paula was well aware that Blair could go unnoticed in street clothes. She had followed her
into enough bars, and seen her pick up women who had no idea who she was enough times, to be convinced of that.
Nevertheless, she wasnt comforted by the knowledge that people might not recognize Blair when she wasnt at an
official function or dressed for a political affair. It was just as possible that unfriendlies were routinely watching the
comings and goings at the White House, and right now, Paula didnt have enough personnel to guard Blair out in the
open. Maam, this is not advisable.
I just need some air. Blair slowed and met Paulas worried gaze. Please. Just give me a few minutes.
If you wouldnt mind waiting, I can have another team here in two minutes. Paula glanced over her shoulder and saw
the Suburban following slowly behind them on 17thSt. She held a hand behind her
with two fingers extended and heard car doors open and close. Hara and Wozinski should be on the ground now too.
Unfortunately, it was late afternoon and would be dark soon. They were also heading toward the Mall, which was
exactly where she did not want to be at night.
Can we compromise? she urged. Can you just sit somewhere, and I promise well disappear.
Blair laughed abruptly and looked past her to Hara and Wozinski. The three of you would stand out in a crowd, no
matter what you were wearing. Out here, you might as well be waving a sign saying were government agents.
Paula pointed to a bench. Theres a great spot right by the reflecting pool.
And with three people, you can easily watch my back and flanks, and unless the creature from the Black Lagoon
comes up out of the pool, you dont have to worry about a frontal approach. Blair recited the tactics flatly as she
quickened her pace. She sat down on the white stone bench, gripped the cold edges with her fingers, and closed her
eyes. She wasnt angry with Paula. Making Paulas job harder wasnt going to ease the hurt and fury that stormed with
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equal measure inside her.
She couldnt believe that Lucinda had summoned her to Washington to ask her to spy on Diane. No, actually shecould
believe it. Shed seen people in power compromise their principles often enough, but she hated to think that the people
she loved, Lucinda and her father, would sacrifice trust and fidelity to achieve their goals. Maybe thats why shed
fallen in love with Cam. Because Cam was always so clear about which side of the line she stood on. Cam did not
compromise.
Paula? Blair said softly as the sun went down.
Yes maam? The reply came from somewhere behind her.
Would you call Cam and tell her youre with me. Shell worry.
Right away. After a moments silence, Paula added, Can I tell her when we might be back?
In a little while, Blair murmured.
She should go back. Cam wouldnt be satisfied with a phone call. It didnt matter that she knew Paula
was capable. It didnt matter that she knew Blair was safe. She needed to see that for herself. Blair
sensed that Cam already felt powerless with Paula in command and that she was having trouble adjusting
to the change in their relationship. She
loved Cam for wanting to protect her and care for her, even though that wasnt why shed fallen in love
with her or even what she needed most from her. Trying to change that about Cam would be denying
what made her who she was. And making her needlessly uncomfortable was just unkind. She could be
furious at her father and Lucinda just as easily at Cams condo.
Paula?
Yes maam?
Would you ask her to walk down to meet us?
I dont think shell be able to, maam. Shes in a meeting with the president.
Blairs stomach tightened. So there was more. Of course there was. Lucinda didnt fly her down here just
to solicit a little snooping between girlfriends. Cam was a trained investigator. Cam had been Valeries
lover. Cam was talking to her father. Alone.
Cam never turned down an assignment, never stepped away from her duty, never put her own safety
first.
Blair stood abruptly and strode from the park, Paula and the other agents close behind.
Cam had given enough. And so had she.
* * * * *
Sybil Gretzky, the personal secretary to Andrew Powell, smiled at Blair as she entered the anteroom to
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the oval office. Hello Blair.
Is my lover still with my father?
Sybils smile never faltered. Agent Roberts is with the president, yes. Would you like me to ring
through?
Sorry, Blair said, realizing shed been saying that all day. She wasnt just edgy, she needed to pound
something. Yes, please. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]