The Wrong House
Did I personally execute the arrest?
“I did.”
Reeve set down his pen, which I understood was a technique and which worked anyway.
“General Shaw. Why?”
Kessler did not move. She had told me what the answer was. Operational necessity. Exigent timeline — the contract signing had been moved up by a bribed civilian liaison and there were fewer than sixteen hours.
Unique subject-matter knowledge of a classified architecture. My presence prevented a signing that would have complicated forfeiture. Every word defensible, every word true.