Margaret removed a stack of documents clipped with colored tabs.
“Three months ago, my office received an anonymous packet alleging misuse of military police authority, favoritism in contracting, and retaliatory personnel actions at Fort Lincoln.”
Richard’s face hardened.
“I am aware of those baseless accusations.”
“Yes,” Margaret said. “You were made aware after someone inside the review chain warned you.”
She turned a page.
“Yesterday, Mrs. Calloway received a separate packet containing classified material related to a dead covert unit. The timing suggests either coincidence or leverage.”
She looked at me.
“I don’t believe in coincidence.”
Neither did I.
Richard leaned back.
“This is a smear campaign.”
“No,” I said.
Every head turned.
I picked up the mission page.
“This is bait.”
Shepard’s eyes narrowed.
“Explain.”
“Someone wanted me to come here today. Publicly. They knew Richard would react badly if pushed. They knew he’d humiliate me in front of witnesses.”
Richard barked a humorless laugh.
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