“I’m surprised you remember,” she said.
“I remember everything, Holly; never forget that.”
“I’ll try not to. What’s the problem?”
“One of the things I remember was a conversation with you about your personal use of the mainframe.”
“Yes, I remember that, too. When did this incident occur?”
“Today, apparently.”
“I haven’t been on the mainframe today.”
“You aren’t still digging things up about Bruno?”
“I think I already have everything I need to know about his past,” she said. “Right now, he’s a suspect in a series of rapes and murders in this town.”
“Our geek says that someone accessed the mainframe from the Bahamas and then again from Birmingham, Alabama.”
“I’ve never been to Birmingham, Alabama,” she said.
“Actually, he says the user routed through a computer in Birmingham.”
“Was he able to figure out where the original computer is? I mean, the one the user is actually using?”
“No, not yet. Who, besides you, would be interested in the background of Colonel James Bruno?”
“I haven’t the foggiest. I mean, the local and state cops have an interest in him, but I’ve already given them the material on Bruno that I found, and anyway, they wouldn’t have the codes necessary to access the mainframe.”
“The user also accessed the Florida DMV computer and got Bruno’s driver’s license application.”
“Well, this sounds like the cops, but if a Florida police agency can access the CIA mainframe, then I’d say we have a major computer security problem.”
“It can’t be the cops down there,” Lance said. “That’s just too preposterous. It’s got to be one of our people doing this.”
“I think I would agree with that. Certainly, it’s a much less troubling idea for an Agency employee to be using the mainframe for his or her own purposes.”
“Less troubling but annoying,” Lance said. “If you think of anyone else in the Agency who would have an interest in Colonel Bruno, call me.”
“Will do.”
“Good night.” Lance hung up.
Holly hung up, too, baffled.
31
Teddy Fay lay back and gazed into the face of Lauren Cade, which was contorted with passion. She moved rhythmically up and down on top of him, making little noises, and he moved with her. Then, they both climaxed together and ended up with her in his arms but still locked together.
“That was just wonderful,” she said.
“It certainly was,” he agreed.
“How do you do that?” she asked.
“It seems to me that you were doing the greater part of it.”
“I suppose I was.”