Chapter 1I suppose, if it came right down to it, Mr. Wallace was the cause of it.
He was the man who ran the Washington Bureau of Intelligence and Security, and he told me, “Meet Mr. Vincent at the DC morgue,” so that was what I did.
Mr. Wallace didn’t tell me to follow Mr. Vincent to George Washington Hospital.
But I did anyway.
It was dumb on my part, and maybe a bit egotistical as well. Who the hell was I to think Mark Vincent needed anyone to look out for him?
But in the morgue he’d looked…I couldn’t pinpoint it, but it seemed to be a combination of disillusionment, frustration, and sheer pissed off-ness.
And I’d also seen the look in his eyes when he’d thanked me for not giving up on him. Oh, those weren’t his exact words, but that was what he meant.
He really hadn’t expected a
