A White Mercedes Pulled Up to Gate Six on a Tuesday Afternoon Without a Permit
“She has been on this base for years.”
“Yes.
That’s the part I’m still untangling.”
She closed the yellowed file.
“There’s a desk at headquarters with your name on it.
I won’t ask for an answer until Monday.”
“Monday.”
“Monday.” She set her glasses in her lap.
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