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Chapter 7 Joby Karns made very sure she was early for today’s meeting, even though it meant rushing. Fortunately, she had finished the presentation she would need before Dekker’s call came through, so that was ready, though there was no time to rehearse her spiel. Junger had turned out to be a maudlin sentimentalist, and she’d had a hell of a time chasing him politely out of her arms and her office once they were done with their rendezvous and she had the Code T authorization for Dekker. She barely had time to brush out her hair, freshen her face, and pick up her notes before dashing to the meeting room. But she was the third person there, so there would be no commotion today about her tardiness. So what if my clothes look like I’ve slept in them? she thought. It just goes to show how di