I didn’t tell her I’d be looking into it myself. I simply said, “Thank you. I’ll look forward to hearing what you learn.”
And then I set it aside for the time being as I got caught up in work.
***
Two days after I returned to Langley, I was called to my director’s office. I was a little surprised to find General Kirkpatrick, who worked out of the OIG, seated in one of the chairs Bram kept for visitors, his legs casually crossed.
As it turned out, Major Jonathan Drum II had gone missing again.
And I’d been volunteered to go looking for him.
“I fail to understand why you think I’m the man to find Drum.” I wasn’t happy about it. Mark would be even more unhappy. He had the notion that Drum wanted me. Except for the time in Paris, when Robert Lynx had given him a drug that drove him wild
