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The Third Option :: Flynn Vince
Страница: 256 из 267With more than 250 million people in the country, there was surely some other poor bastard whose life they could ruin.
Rapp walked up to the Secret Service checkpoint on the west side of the EOB. There were several men standing watch. «I'm here to see Jack Warch.»
One of the men from the Secret Service's Uniformed Division eyed him suspiciously, while the other one called the special agent in charge of the presidential detail. «There's a man here to see you.» The officer lowered the phone. «What's your name?»
«Mitch Kruse,» Rapp threw out one of his aliases. The officer spoke into the phone. «Mitch Kruse… yep… okay.» The officer hung up the phone and opened the gate. He pointed up a drive that led to a courtyard in the center of the building. «Head through there. Special Agent Warch will meet you in the courtyard.»
Rapp said nothing and walked up the narrow drive. When he reached the courtyard, he saw Warch approaching from the other side. Warch had a big grin on his face as he saw Rapp. Warch owed his life to the man.
«Good to see you, Mitch.» The agent stuck out his hand. «You look like shit.»
«Thank you. I feel like shit.» Rapp grabbed his hand and gave it a firm squeeze.
«How's Anna doing?»
«Good. Thank you for your help, by the way.»
«Don't worry. I figure we owe you a lot more than that.» Warch started walking and Rapp followed. «How have you been?»
«You want the long version or the short one?»
«I don't think I'm cleared for the long one. Hell, I'm probably not even cleared for the short one.»
Rapp laughed as they entered the EOB. «Come on, Jack, you guys are the eunuchs of the twenty-first century.» Warch placed a hand over his groin. «Tell me about it. Sometimes I feel like one.»
The two continued to talk as they left the EOB and crossed over to the White House. They entered through the ground floor and continued straight down the hall and to the right. This was Rapp's first trip back to the White House since the terrorist attack had partially destroyed the building the previous spring. He was amazed at how quickly they had got the West Wing back up and running. It looked exactly as it had before the bombs had ripped her apart.
Warch knew what Rapp was thinking and said, «It's pretty amazing isn't it?»
Rapp looked down the hallway toward the White House mess. «Yeah, it really is.»
«The building wasn't as bad as you might have thought.
Rapp walked up to the Secret Service checkpoint on the west side of the EOB. There were several men standing watch. «I'm here to see Jack Warch.»
One of the men from the Secret Service's Uniformed Division eyed him suspiciously, while the other one called the special agent in charge of the presidential detail. «There's a man here to see you.» The officer lowered the phone. «What's your name?»
«Mitch Kruse,» Rapp threw out one of his aliases. The officer spoke into the phone. «Mitch Kruse… yep… okay.» The officer hung up the phone and opened the gate. He pointed up a drive that led to a courtyard in the center of the building. «Head through there. Special Agent Warch will meet you in the courtyard.»
Rapp said nothing and walked up the narrow drive. When he reached the courtyard, he saw Warch approaching from the other side. Warch had a big grin on his face as he saw Rapp. Warch owed his life to the man.
«Good to see you, Mitch.» The agent stuck out his hand. «You look like shit.»
«Thank you. I feel like shit.» Rapp grabbed his hand and gave it a firm squeeze.
«How's Anna doing?»
«Good. Thank you for your help, by the way.»
«Don't worry. I figure we owe you a lot more than that.» Warch started walking and Rapp followed. «How have you been?»
«You want the long version or the short one?»
«I don't think I'm cleared for the long one. Hell, I'm probably not even cleared for the short one.»
Rapp laughed as they entered the EOB. «Come on, Jack, you guys are the eunuchs of the twenty-first century.» Warch placed a hand over his groin. «Tell me about it. Sometimes I feel like one.»
The two continued to talk as they left the EOB and crossed over to the White House. They entered through the ground floor and continued straight down the hall and to the right. This was Rapp's first trip back to the White House since the terrorist attack had partially destroyed the building the previous spring. He was amazed at how quickly they had got the West Wing back up and running. It looked exactly as it had before the bombs had ripped her apart.
Warch knew what Rapp was thinking and said, «It's pretty amazing isn't it?»
Rapp looked down the hallway toward the White House mess. «Yeah, it really is.»
«The building wasn't as bad as you might have thought.