“Is that all?” Felix asked.
“That is all,” she answered.
“Thank you, my dear. Don’t look so tragic about it. You have not betrayed the secrets of the nation of a foreign power. You have only told me what Garland himself would have told me had I asked him.”
Karina doubted this, but there was nothing she could say. Miserably she drank her coffee and, glancing at her watch, said that it was time for her to return to the office.
“Thank you for my lunch,” she murmured to Felix.
He made no offer to take her back to her office, but watched her walk away while he stood on the steps of the restaurant waiting for a taxi.
Alone in the office, Karina saw the list of names lying on her desk and wondered why she had felt so guilty in giving them to Felix. After all, as he had said, there was nothi
