Director Orsach dismissed Uncy, which they all understood. Unless agents were assigned to the same job, no one knew what the other guy was working on. Yet, on the other hand, it was very unusual for partners not to be relegated to the same job, even as a backup for each other.
After Uncy closed the door behind him, Orsach handed Rob the folder from his desk. The director silently waited for him to flip through the photos before commenting.
There were a couple of shots of a middle-aged couple dressed in finery. Rob pegged them as being the duke and duchess.
“Their royal highnesses?”
“Yes.”
There were a few pics of various men and women, all wearing what appeared to be uniforms. Again, he quickly memorized the faces of the staff he assumed the royal couple would be traveling with.
“The
