Until then, enjoy the tease.
Bobby
“You better have one whale of a good reason why you’re in my office at three in the morning,” Hanson said, glancing away long enough to check the clock.
“I have identification,” the stranger said. He motioned toward his inside jacket pocket. “If I may?”
“Slowly.”
“Agent Smith,” the man said as he pulled a wallet from his jacket pocket. He flipped it open so the author could see his government identification.
“Let me guess… first name: John?” Hanson asked.
“Very good, Mr. Hanson. I see you’ve played this game before.”
“Once or twice.”
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