The Las Vegas fiasco hadn't helped, of course, nor had the rather snappish conversation with Fitzgerald that morning. All the leads were petering out, the legwork was uncovering nothing, the phoned-in tips were all from crackpots... and now the Numoi were threatening to blow the world up, so the President said. That didn't do anything to lessen the pressure on her. The best approach, of course, was not to think about such matters. Just do your job, and save the worrying for later. And perhaps eventually the phone will ring.... "Mrs. Bernardi for you." "Thank you, Sheila." She took a deep breath, and picked up the receiver. "Madeleine West here." "Have you found Albert yet?" the woman asked. She sounded afraid. "No, ma'am." "No, I guess he's too smart for you. You'd never find him, unless..." "Yes, Mrs. Bernardi?" "Come see me, would you? Alone." "I'll be right over." Luckily West was still in New York. She was at Mrs. Bernardi's apartment in twenty minutes. The woman was wearing a blue print dress that was too young for her.
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