CHAPTER EIGHT
M
arsha Jefferson marked her desk calendar with a large 8 in red magic marker. Then she went outside the Command vehicle to give out todays assignments. After she had given out assignments to fifteen of the sixteen agents they went on their way. Agent Keith Barber was left standing by himself.
“Do you want me to go up in the State Police chopper, Ma’am?”
“Yes, I do. I want you to fly to Casper.”
“What’s in Casper?”
“The airport. Come inside, I have an assignment for you.”
Barber followed her inside. She handed him a folder, which he opened.
“Memorize this. You can’t take it with you. The first three pages are information on a suspect the FBI identified yesterday. The next two pages will be information on you. This will be your cover story. You are an independent insur
