“Je suis désolé. You shouldn’t be in this position because of me.”
“Well, I appreciate the thought, even though it wasn’t necessary. What…uh…what did you find out?”
“His father was CIA.”
“Is that all?” I knew that.
“Babineaux didn’t have time to get much more. However, he did manage to learn that Mann’s mother was NSA. I know what little regard you have for the weaker s*x, but—”
“Yeah, she’s something, isn’t she?” I could have been knocked over with a feather when I learned how good she was. Not a glorified secretary. As it turned out, she’d run rings around the big boys, cracking Russian codes during the Cold War.
“So is this Quinton Mann ‘something’?” Pete’s grin was back in full force. “He is most attractive, n’est-ce pas? I would have considered taking him to my bed.”
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