Afternoon, Mr. President. Linda had to check. These time zone jumps were confusing as all hell. I didn’t plan to interrupt your meeting. I just want...ed to pick up my prisoners. It’s time for them to say hello to a friend of mine: The Grim Reaper.“She can’t be in here!” one of the generals stuttered. “She isn’t cleared for this kind of information.”Too bad I can read minds then, right? So, you have some soldiers trapped in Iran? What happened? What are US soldiers doing in Iran? Linda asked. Ret. Margie looked at Patty, took another cigarette and offered the packaround. Patty accepted and Celeste hesitated. Margie's look was enough topersuade Celeste to accept a cigarette and light. "Let me finish, Patty,"Margie replied blowing out smoke."So this beautiful girl hangs around Drake and all our close friends willsee that she is clinging to him. They would all envy Drake, of course.I'll put the word out discreetly that she is my present to Drake. Ourfriends know about our lifestyle. At the. Sliding her fingers across the back panel, she heard a soft click behind her. Turning, she was surprised to see that the door had swung shut. It must be well oiled.There was no latch on the inside, so she gave a push. The door stayed resolutely shut. Shit! This wasn’t good. She pushed again. Nothing; no give, no movement. She peered through one of the holes, seeing the collection of props she’d already examined. Most people’s instinct would be to cry out for help, but Scarlet had been in. Bulldog, crusty Bulldog, was becoming an adult male influence on Walker. My ex, Richie was less and less a factor. Walker had been spending so much time with Mindy, and now with Pilar, that Richie had been sort of eased to the sidelines.Daddy was still a major factor, but he was so busy with the homicide desk.And Phillip Montgomery had moved to New York.So. Bulldog. The man could surprise you.Walker hadn’t made Pilar a project, but I wasn’t sure she hadn’t made him one. She didn’t mask her.