My Dad Bragged At Christmas Dinner That They Sold My Arlington House For Millions

up at me with the expression of someone who is working something out.

“Under Secretary Peterson,” she said. It was the phrase the agent had used, and she was trying it, testing its dimensions. “Is that like a cabinet thing?”

“Subcabinet,” I said. “Senate-confirmed. I was appointed three years ago.”

She looked at me for a long moment. “And you never said continue reading …