Luisa's breath caught in her throat. "What?" Incredulity, and no small amount of fright, flooded through her. That was a serious breach of security. What the hell had he done? "Where did you get that?"
Bernard shook his head. "That's not important." He leaned forward again. "What's important is what's in those case files. Look for yourself."
He slid his chair back and stood up, then glanced quickly around the pub before looking back at her. "I'll be in touch. Be careful," he said, "and do not use that from your office terminal."
He stepped away from the table, toward the small hallway leading back to the bathrooms and the pub's kitchen. And the back door, no doubt.
"Wait," Luisa said, and he stopped, looking back at her. "What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to help clear Senator Tho
