AT LUNCH, ASHLEY asked Fritz if the president had called. He said he hadn"t, but he had received a text at the end of the second period.
AT LUNCH, ASHLEY“Nothing, Ash. He said they were checking records, people and places.”
“Did you ask about Salzmann? Did they get a picture?”
Fritz shook his head. He told Ashley he hadn"t had a chance to call. “He"s busy. I"ll call him later.”
“I can"t believe you"re not in his face. I would be.”
“Look, he"s got the NSA, the FBI, the Secret Service and however many other agencies to work on this. But I have another idea.”
“What?”
“Our own search. The internet. Property locations. If we can find a picture of Richter"s house before he blew it up, maybe it"ll have some clues. Then we start searching for Salzmann. Between us, we can cover a lot of grou
