Chapter 58
Nothing seemed to match up and, exasperated, he slammed the book shut. It was beginning to look like the best thing he could do was to just bring in some seeds from his next trip to Santa Anita Springs and experiment himself. He would do exactly that, he decided. In fact ... he nodded in sudden decision ... he would leave tomorrow. Rising, he hurried into the stone house. There were good-byes to be said, horses to be rounded up, and packs to be organized ... lots to do and not much time to do it. § The conference room was tucked away at the end of a long hallway deep in the bowels of the Justice Department. It was seldom used because the circulation of air from the huge cooling units behind the building wasn't very good and because it was too small for any significant meetings. It was
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