Peter Harding shook hands with Agent Bailey, smiling at her with his patented charm. She smiled back. All women did. They couldn’t help themselves. It had always been like that and always would be until he didn’t have to play the PC game any longer, didn’t have to disguise his contempt for women like this one. Women who thought they were powerful enough to play men’s games.
Women never should have been given the vote. It was too late to turn back the clock now, but there were other ways to punish their presumption.
“I’ll be in touch if and when we know more,” she said, her voice brisk as she tried to pretend she was as good as a man. “Let me know if you see anything suspicious.”
“I feel safe knowing you’re on top of things,” Peter said. He held on to her hand a little longer than he sho
