Chapter 15
He took the paper from the tray and handed it to me. I examined it carefully. She was in her early twenties and looked almost anorexic. Her hair was a brown streaked with blonde, in an effort to duplicate the sun’s effects on it, and her eyes were a pale blue. She wore large-framed glasses that seemed to dwarf her features. The lavender-tinted lenses did nothing for her complexion, and in fact made her appear sickly.
“I want to be kept aware of her activities until she boards a jet bound for home. Senator Franklin is having someone in his office work on getting her out of the Capital before the beginning of the week. And I want to know if she meets with Daren Curtin.”
“Daren Curtin, sir?” The name didn’t mean anything to me.
“He’s one of the ones who’re behind this plot to make the WBIS lose our funding. Howard’s keeping an eye on him. Okay, now I’ve already sent her file with all the pertinent information to your computer.”
“Yes, sir.”