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Chapter 9
Chapter 9I waited until I was in the Metrorail station before pulling out my cell phone and calling Mr. Vincent. Because it was so early on a Saturday evening, I knew the odds of my conversation being overheard were minimal. Still, I kept it innocuous. He answered on the first ring. “Vincent.” “Matheson, sir. I’ve finished shopping.” “Yes?” His voice was cool, and I couldn’t help shivering. “Our sick friend would love to see what you bought.” “But what about…uh…” I couldn’t name names. “Don’t worry about it. It’s under control.” “Yes, sir. I’m on my way.” On the train ride back to my car, I accessed flight data on my PDA and was interested to see the only jet out to the Senator’s home state was at 9:45 the following morning. Unless Daren Curtin went over to spend the night with her,
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