Chapter 10
You Are Moving Out
Senior Agent Stephen Boyd clutched a single sheet of paper in his right hand as he rushed down the long hallway at Lask Air Base in Poland.
Boyd stopped in front of a door. He took the laminated card that hung from a lanyard around his neck and slid the card through a card reader. He opened the door and went into the small office. Inside was a metal desk with three phones and a computer. Along the walls were several security file cabinets with red tags, indicating that they were locked.
Boyd went to the desk, sat down, picked up a phone, and pushed a button. In New York, at Delta 12, a phone rang in the communication room. One of the Marines on duty picked it up. “Sergeant James, Delta Twelve, this is a secure line.”
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