This guy has been waiting a couple of hours. I told him I was in charge, and he could speak with me, but now he says he’ll only talk to the FBI, and the other agents have already left.” The nameless man from earlier in the day had shown up again. Swannie never dreamed it would actually turn out to be the FBI’s problem. Harrie and Ginger had left with Katie’s toys and clothes. Swannie had asked DJ to stay behind, but DJ was anxious to get back to Harrie. “Why me?” DJ asked. “He says it involves national security, and he’ll only talk to the FBI. I tried to get him to at least give me his name, but he’s like a clam.” DJ’s impatience to leave didn’t keep him from recognizing Swannie’s problem. He knew this couldn’t wait any longer. “Ok. I suppose Harrie and my mother can manage Katie without me for a while. Where is he?” “I just put him in the den.
