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Rapp nodded. “Don’t worry. You’re not alone. Anything else happen in the last few days?”
“Like what?”
“Anyone poking around asking questions? Anyone from your past try to contact you? Any new unexpected business come in?”
Coleman thought about it for a moment. “No.” He studied Rapp. “Why?”
Rapp leaned against his car and put his hands in his pockets. “I got a call from a source over at the DOD this morning.” By DOD, Rapp meant Department of Defense.
“You mean a mole?”
“I wouldn’t call the chairman of the Joint Chiefs a mole.”
“General Flood called you?”
“Yes.”
“What’d he want?” asked Coleman.
“He didn’t want anything. It was a courtesy call. It appears someone in Washington has a real hard-on for you this week.”
Coleman closed his eyes. “Please tell me the IRS didn’t call the Pentagon and ask to review my contracts.”
“No. Someone else called and asked for a copy of your personnel file.”
“They can look all they want. That file is clean.”
“They called back and asked for your classified file. They wanted to know how many times you’ve been sheep-dipped by the CIA, and if you’ve ever worked with yours truly before.” Rapp pointed to himself.
“They asked General Flood this?”
“No…they tried to browbeat someone much further down the totem pole. It got kicked up to the Joint Special Operations Command, who in turn called Flood.”
“So who’s asking?”
“Someone who works for the director of National Intelligence.”
“Why would they give a rat’s ass about me?”
“That’s what I’m trying to figure out. I think it has something to do with our meeting the other day.”
“In Irene’s office.”
“Yeah…that was a mistake.”
“Hold on a minute. We haven’t done anything wrong.”
“You’re kidding…right?” Rapp looked at him like he’d lost his mind.
“Well…nothing recently. I mean for Christ’s sake we’re on the same team. Aren’t we?”
“That doesn’t always matter with these pricks.” Rapp shook his head. “It was stupid to meet at the CIA the other day.”
“You’re telling me that’s what this is all about? Mark Ross didn’t like my smart-ass attitude, so he’s going to have the IRS bend me over and give me an exam?”
“Scott, we’re in the middle of the biggest power grab this town has seen in fifty years. Mark Ross is trying to exert his new authority over the CIA and the rest of the intelligence community, and the billions of dollars that goes along with their budgets, and I’m guessing he wants full disclosure by everyone under his command.”
“And what does that have to do with me?”
