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Avery could sense the change between Henry and agent Winter. She did her best to pretend she didn't see anything. She could have sworn Henry was upset. She just couldn't believe that Douglas Winter was FBI. She tried to go back to her initial meeting with him a few years back. He was just Doug, timid and quite stale, to put it mildly. He dressed as the Menonite men did. He wore a straw hat with a black band, a button up dress shirt and no tie. The women usually wore home made style dresses that were long and functional. "Wasn't he married? she thought. Avery blurted this out as agent Winter was interviewing them about Paul Sicarius. "I need to know, what about Susan, your wife?" Doug looked at her with his brows drawn together. He pivoted the conversation to Avery, he could see she neede