"One date and bang! Home with the lady you go, never to leave until dawn. And here she wouldn't even play footsie with me.""Where's Chen Yi?" asked Catlin.O'Donnel opened his mouth to pursue the subject of fast work, took a look at Catlin's narrowed eyes and decided that the other man wasn't going to kiss and tell. "In with Stone.""Who's the referee?"O'Donnel rocked back in his office chair and gave Catlin a long look. "You volunteering?""I'm insisting."Although Catlin smiled, nothing about his expression was genial. Without another word O'Donnel came to his feet and led Catlin to Stone's office. The room was redolent of Yi's strong cigarettes. Catlin glanced quickly around the office, noting both the executive furniture and the obligatory framed photos on the wall showing Stone shaking hands with three presidents, a brace of senators and the man who had once counted for more than any mere politician J. Edgar Hoover."I understand from the surveillance report that you and Miss Danner got along like a house on fire," said Stone, his tone revealing both approval of Catlin's prowess and disapproval of Lindsay's easiness."Do you have a room where Yi and I could talk privately?""No."Catlin turned to Yi and began talking in Mandarin.
