What?" Britt said. "Don't tell me Don already knows and sent you to do this--"
"I'm not acting on my husband's behalf." Laura said. "He has no idea of any of this, and I want it to stay that way. There are some things that neither you nor he knows, Captain, things that I cannot discuss with you. But I need those samples."
Britt Maxwell was a beautiful woman and she was also a very sharp cookie. Laura's formality was unnerving. Britt knew something was up about this, something very dangerous, and she knew she's better be careful.
"Why should I give you the evidence?" Britt asked, her brow furrowing. "Especially if you're not going to tell me anything about it!"
"It's a national security matter." Laura said, which was half true. It was a CIA matter, though the security of the Nation woul
