Chapter 53
“To: President Kennelly. Swift Death!”
Nothing more.
Kate held the plastic bag gingerly, afraid that the message inside might reach out and bite her.
“It just printed?”
Amy Franklin nodded. The head of the President’s Personal Protection Detail had been waiting in the Inverlochy’s Library. She was a tall, slender woman with a narrow face and short-cropped dark hair. It gave her a no-nonsense demeanor even if she wasn’t handing Kate a death threat.
“It showed up on the Hotel Manager’s printer. The job in the print queue states that it originated from the computer in Vivienne Jacquard’s office.”
“And your obvious conclusion is that I’m guilty of two crimes: murder and stupidity.”
“No,” Amy sat wearily in one of the big leather armchairs and waved Kate to another.
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