Shit.
“I assume you’ll be going there to see what you can learn?”
“Yeah.” I worried my lower lip.
Sweetcheeks looked curious, but when I scowled at him, he just grinned.
I turned my back on him and decided to put my faith in The Boss. “I’m about to take a leap of intuition, sir, and I don’t know how happy you’ll be about it.”
“That’s what I admire about you, Mark, your intuitive grasp of a situation. You have some idea as to who it might be?”
“You have a pretty good grasp yourself, sir. I’m thinking it might be Director Sperling.”
“I was afraid of that.” He didn’t sound happy, but I didn’t know if that was good for me or for Sperling.
“Sir—”
“Until we know one way or the other, I’m reserving judgment, although I’m not inclined to disagree with you. Bob has had an almost morbid obsession with you, and lately….”