CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Kate had to admit…it felt good to be back around the mild chaos and business of DC. The moment her eyes fell on the J. Edgar Hoover building, she felt a sense of well-being that she had rarely felt at home following her retirement. She had spent so much time there, had etched out a name and a legacy for herself in that building. It brought back more than memories; it brought back a feeling of purpose and accomplishment that she had been struggling to find back at home in Richmond.
She’d hit a snag in traffic so had not arrived as early as she had hoped. Therefore, she parked in the same parking garage she had parked in for nearly thirty years of her life (of course, it had been updated—modified and added to a lot in those three decades) and headed straight into the buildi
