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By the time I caught my breath, I was completely awake. I stretched and grabbed a handful of tissues to clean myself off, then glanced over at my alarm clock to ascertain the time. I blinked and dug the heels of my hands into my eyes, but that didn’t alter the time—it was still a quarter to two. I hadn’t had the opportunity, thanks to a certain WBIS agent, as well as whatever it was he’d injected into me, to set my alarm.
I’d need to call Mother and apologize for being unable to keep our engagement to go riding. Unless I was away, we met every Sunday at the stables of the country club just outside Great Falls. She wouldn’t be too concerned that I hadn’t shown up—too often I was given assignments out of the country, or at the very least, out of DC. She would only take me to task t
