The Devil's Briefing
The envelope was yellow, which in the government world meant confidential but not classified. The kind of envelope that sat in the in-box of someone who had died before they got to it. Frank Decker had been cleaning out Richard Moss's desk for three days, sorting through the personal effects of his former boss—the man who had been his mentor, his protector, and, in the last six months before...
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