“And so, correct me if I am wrong, you and Frankie baby were having yourselves a little celebratory libation, there at the opening reception, is that right?”
“Of course, it was a great and splendid day. We had achieved so much together.”
“Yet there was a murder plot at the Guggenheim to disrupt its opening to the public, Danny. Basque terrorists were planning to plant twelve grenades in Jeff Koons’ Puppy and blow up the big dog made of greens and flowers in front of the museum, and kill VIPs, including the King and Queen of Spain.”
“I heard the news that day.”
“But, help me out here, Danny. Isn’t it your job to anticipate the news? Isn’t counterterrorism professional anticipation? To stop the news before it happens. We hired you to be prepared for terror, not be a consumer of the headl
