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of the witnesses picked Davy's picture. Several others didn't."

"Why wasn't Davy walking? Why didn't he jump?"

"He was drugged. Our lab found a cocktail of droperidol and gamma hydroxy butyrate in the
dregs of his tea. As they took effect, it must've become clear to Cox, and that's why he scrambled the
alert team. There was a waitress who wasn't a waitress at Interrobang. She bribed the manager fifty
dollars to wait on Cox and your husband. Said it was part of a fraternity joke."

"That same waitress and the ambulance crew ran out of the restaurant after Cox. The witnesses
heard distant gunshots and when our alert team arrived they found Cox a block and a half away,
dead.

"There was no sign of your husband."

Millie leaned back again. They wouldn't have drugged Davy if they just wanted to kill him. The
fear subsided slightly, then surged back. They don't balk at killing, though. "Who did this?"

"Who do you think could've done this?" More mirroring.

"If it wasn't the NSA, I have no idea."

"Ah." Anders shook his head. "We don't know who did this."
 Millie stared out the window for a moment. "Well, it was someone with access. They either
knew about the specific meeting or they knew Cox was Davy's control and have been monitoring him
continuously until they met." She thought for a moment. "It might even be another US intelligence
branch. One of those agencies that Davy provided transport for. Someone who wants those services
at their disposal."

Anders frowned, started to say something, then stopped himself. Finally he shifted in the chair
and dropped his hands to his knees. "You're right, those possibilities are under consideration.
Everyone in Cox's unit is undergoing polygraphs right now and they're doing a major screen for
electronic intelligence."

Millie looked blank.

"Bugs, wiretaps. We're also checking his family, to see if any of them mentioned the meeting to
anybody. Now I need to ask you the same question: Did you mention his meeting to anybody?"

Millie shook her head. "I didn't actually know about the meeting until ten minutes before he left.
We were having an argu—well, a rather heated discussion about something else."

"And that was?"

"None of your business," she said, blushing. "You'll just have to trust me that it had nothing to do
with Davy's disappearance."

Anders stared at her for a moment, then nodded. "All right."

Millie frowned. "How can they hope to control Davy? The minute the drugs wear off, he'll be out