Not that he needed many skills. His level of respect for the CIA plummeted another few notches as he dug through the files on the stolen laptop. He’d previously hijacked their e-mails but he expected the case files to be secured. But Dr. Morgan’s stolen collection of brain scans and her surveillance records were all stored on the desktop in plain sight. Scagnelli initially suspected they were red herrings, because nothing important was ever hidden in plain sight. But he gradually accepted it was yet more incompetence by Goatbreeder and Baby bin Laden, agents with so little professionalism that they didn’t even bother encrypting the files or using passwords. When will the government learn that American pride can’t be exported? But something about the whole job still smelled funny. The CIA had always been the wild card of the intelligence community, an independent agency that made presidents uneasy and kept generals in line. But the reorganization in 2004 punished the agency for the failure of the country’s intelligence networks.
