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Gray had asked to accompany him for his ride out to Andrews Air Force Base even though she wasn’t needed in Nevada.
From the first second in the car, she’d asked him a whole series of questions about the NRO’s best-practice communications with both his office and the President’s that showed she’d been thinking hard since the very moment of her new appointment. Only a few minutes from the airport, her questions had finally run down and she looked as exhausted as he felt.
No, she didn’t, at least not to his eye.
“Tell me about your life, Elizabeth Gray.” He liked the way her name felt when he said it.
“Or Lizzy. I was named for Elizabeth Bennett.” At his blank look, she thankfully explained. “She was sort of the first great romance heroine in novels. Mom loves Jane Austen books.”
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