Politics of Blood (Gray Spear Society, #8)

by Alex Siegel

He shook his head. "I've never met her, but we've had several dealings. I can't believe she's coming here." He licked his lips nervously. "Be very diplomatic with her, sir. Give her what she wants." "Why?" "She's exceptionally dangerous. You really don't want to mess with her." "Dangerous to me? I'm the President." "I stand by my statement, sir," Felt said. Somebody knocked on the door. "Come in!" Haley yelled in a tone of irritation. Three Secret Service agents entered. At least, they were dressed like agents, but he could tell at once something was amiss. The two men were huge and muscular. The one on the left with gray hair was particularly intimidating, although Haley wouldn't want to meet either in a dark alley. Their companion was a black woman with pure white hair. She was thin, but he wouldn't call her weak. She moved with a jerky quickness that unsettled Haley. She and the man with gray hair wore dark sunglasses. The other male, who had straight, brown hair, did not. Thick eyebrows cast dark shadows across his eyes. "Good morning," the woman said. "I'm Miss Pickenpaugh." The door closed behind her with a bang. "Why do you look like Secret Service agents?" Seferis said. "You're the Director of the Secret Service, right? It was the simplest way to get in. We have badges and credentials if you want to see them. I assure you they're authentic. Your own agency issued them last night." He drew a gun and pointed it at her. "You're under arrest for impersonating federal a...