“No.”
Daniel looked at the folder.
“General Vance asked where you were.”
I stopped checking the identification in front of me.
“When?”
“Ten minutes ago.”
“Why?”
“He asked whether you had arrived and whether you were still at the East Gate.”
“Did you tell him?”
“I told him you were on duty.”
The guest cleared his throat.
I returned his identification.
Pointed him toward the next station.
Daniel waited.
“Kate, Vance specifically asked to see you before the reception.”
I looked at the sealed folder.
“Is that mine?”
“Yes.”