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Don looked at her over the top of the book.

" -- the boss who signs your pay vouchers and approves your raises,"
Sherry continued pointedly.

The secretary heaved a sigh of martyrdom and rose from the sofa where
he was comfortably reclined.

"It's probably a wrong number, anyway," he said darkly, timing his
comment so it would be over before he lifted the phone from its cradle.
"Department BBB. Can I help you?"

He listened for a moment, then raised an eyebrow.

"May I say who's calling, please?" Sherry looked up at the tone of his
voice.

His other eyebrow elevated to join the first.

"Just a moment, I'll see if she's available."

He artfully punched the "hold" button and turned to Sherry who was
already on the alert, having tracked the progression of his expression
during the exchange.

"It's for you," he said, needlessly. "The Secret Service, no less."

"No fooling?" Sherry asked.

The question was rhetorical. Even though Don had a bent for practical
jokes, he never sounded a false alarm when it came to the working of
the department. If nothing else, he felt that to do that would be so
easy it would be beneath him. He shook his head. Sherry's eyes widened.

"Sherry Meyers here," she said, punching in on the call. "Yes, sir. I
see . . ."

She began to quickly scribble some notes on the legal pad on her desk.

"And when will they be arriving?"

More notes.

"Do you have a description on the agent who will be with them?"

A few more notations and the pencil was cast aside.

"Very well, we'll get on it right away . . . Don't mention it. That's
what we're here for . . . Thank you. Good-bye."