Chapter 9Do Nothing Till You Hear From Me
For the first years after I’d been recruited by the WBIS, even after they were sure I wasn’t going to do something stupid like get myself killed, I’d lived out of various motels and rooming houses in DC and the surrounding area.
Not that it mattered. I was hardly ever in DC or the surrounding area.
Then I was promoted to senior special agent, the youngest in WBIS history, and I decided it was time to put down some roots. I found a nice little attic apartment that was being rented fully furnished, right down to the glasses and dishware.
The biggest plus was its open floor plan; there was no way in hell anyone could creep up on me.
Okay, it was in one of the less savory districts of DC, but I wasn’t bothered by that minor inconvenience. One of t
