“Don"t tell him yet, Lois.” I cautioned. “I"ll call later. That way he won"t know you were here.”
“Right,” she said, as we walked to the door. “Bye, everyone.”
Returning to the kitchen, I motioned Linda and Ashley to come out the back door. After telling them the president had mentioned bagels, I asked, “Are you thinking what I"m thinking?”
“A bug?” asked Linda. “Fritz, they"re smart people, and they"re thinking about this just like we are. I hope it"s coincidental.”
Ashley asked, “So? What should we do?”
“Look for it. We know we have to be careful even if we don"t find it,” I said. “I guess we shouldn"t be surprised. But we"ve already told him everything we know.”
Linda asked, “Have we said anything that they would worry about?”
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