“There was only one true eyewitness, sir,” she waved toward Colby, who was standing by the helicopter she was supposed to be on.
“Bring him along,” the President climbed aboard.
Unsure what else to do, she waved Colby over to join them.
He looked down at Rex uncertainly. She gestured again and Colby finally joined them with his dog leading the way. Rex sniffed the President, accepted a pat on the head, and looked about for something else to find that might earn him a treat. She’d already learned to recognize how he thought. She wished Colby was even half as transparent.
“Special Agent…?” President Thomas greeted him.
Colby, apparently comfortable in any environment, corrected the President. “Lieutenant, sir. Special Agent is for the protection service. I’m just a dog handler for the U
