Chapter Forty-Four
The Secret Service agent stayed a short distance behind Devin and spoke to someone inside via a hidden radio. Devin couldn’t hear what they said, but he could tell that he was letting others on his team know of the situation. As they approached the White House, the agent had caught up to Devin.
“So I told you my name,” Devin said. “You never told me yours.”
“Travis. Travis Marks.”
“Nice to meet you, Travis. Please don’t shoot me with your ray g*n again. It was kinda painful.”
“I realized why your name is familiar,” Agent Marks said, ignoring Devin’s other comment, “you’re the one they’re looking for in connection to General Quimby’s death. Correct?”
“They want to ask me some questions. I didn’t directly have anything to do with the general’s death. I’d left before
