Chapter 17
Thirteen Months
Wendell sat at his desk, fuming. He couldn’t remember ever being angrier. The fax lay on his desk, decoded and authenticated…another For Your Eyes Only missive from Carl Reese. Weeks had gone by; no word, no talks, nothing. Now this.
He reached for the phone and buzzed his secretary. When she answered, all he said was, “Get me the director.”
In a few minutes, he heard, “Wendell? What’s up?”
“I need to talk with you right away. We just got a fax from Ambassador Reese.”
“Come on down,” Craig said and disconnected the phone. Within minutes Wendell entered Craig Roberson’s office.
“Tell me what you think of this,” Wendell said, putting the fax in front of Craig. Craig read it through, looked up at Wendell, and then read it through a second time.
“He must be o
