John has my number."
'Debriefed', thought Cade as he entered the hallway. What kind of a putz
came up with that word? Probably a politician.
Chapter Seven
Mandi watched Cade leave the room and wondered how such people came to be.
She'd met a few others somewhat like him since her arrival on Earth and her
involvement with the NIA. None of them had talked much and few had been as
smilingly sociable with her as Cade.
She paused by the door to help the two men who were working to angle the
long commo equipment trunk through the narrow hallway to the corridor.
One guy grousingly asked, "How the hell did they get it in here in the first
place?"
Grasping the top strap in her right hand, Mandi lifted it out of their hands
and said, "I'll hold it. You guide it."
After a moment of staring, the men steered the trunk through the door frame
and into the corridor, where Mandi put it down on end for a guy with a
two-wheeled dolly.
One of the guys marveled at the way the leather-and-metal handgrip on top
had been deformed by her grip and said he was going to replace it just to have
this one as a souvenir.
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