Chapter 2TOM ANDREWS glanced at his watch and then back at the computer screen. Ten minutes had passed since the last station had gone down. Phones rang continuously and all the open doors allowed the sound to travel. Ms. Crispin told the president he had a call.
“Yes, Colonel.” He listened to the report, and the sides of his mouth began an upward climb. “That's good news. Colonel, would you ask Mr. Gilbert to come get me now. I'd feel a lot safer. I'll see you soon then.”
Ashley responded to the colonel's reply. “I don't have Fritz's brochure. It's in his desk and I still don't have a key.” He asked the colonel if any of his men could pick a lock.
“I can,” Tony said. “But his desk has a double latch because it locks the side drawers too. I tried. Without his key, the only way is to bre
