"
"You know about that, huh?"
"Yes," she said flatly. "Ringer told me why the car blew up. What's going
on, John? Why all the secrecy?"
Looking pained, John said, "Look, Mandi, talking could cost me my job. Give
me a break, okay?" After a short sigh, he added, "Here's some good news. We
think we may have all the copies of the pictures sold to WNN. The risk at the
moment is that someone who had a set may have posted them on the internet.
Nobody's admitted to that, but the only way to know for sure is to wait and
see."
Thumbing over her shoulder at room 835, Mandi asked, "What about the tape of
what happened in there?"
In a firm tone, John said, "It goes into an NIA vault. One copy goes to
Washington. That's it."
"Does Washington get copies of all your incident tapes?"
"Well, no, but this one's not exactly routine and I've been ordered to
supply a copy."
Altogether unenthused, Mandi muttered, "Uh, huh. Is there anything else,
John? I have to go do some things."
He shook his head and said, "No, nothing else that I can think of. Thanks
again, Mandi."
Nodding, she said, "You're welcome.
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