“This is your grand plan?” Sarah teased him when he explained it.
Danziger had looked thoughtful for approximately five seconds, then he’d gotten them all on the move.
“In a small way.”
They proceeded to the lobby gift shop and bought a variety of ball caps and jackets—the Empress was not the sort of place that sold hoodies. It was warm enough to go without jackets, but the Secret Service had to cover their shoulder harnesses. Their suit jackets were given to housekeeping to include in their respective luggage whenever it was able to catch up with them, and replaced with tweeds and woolens from the Empress.
The worst problem was the briefcase with the nuclear football. The colonel responsible for keeping it close to the President finally stuffed it in a plastic shopping bag that was su
