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added, “but the FBI has no clearance at Langley, so that won’t work either. Sorry, I guess you’ll just have to take my word for it.”
    “Since 2003, you’ve been part of your wife’s family company. So, you two work together. What do you do at INESCO, Ron?”
    “You already know from my file; it’s sales.”
    “Come on now, Ron; you’re being modest. You’re an executive with the company, isn’t that right?”
    “A fancy title signifying nothing. I sell the products INESCO makes in the rubber division.”
    Agent Porter smiled and then moved on by turning his attention elsewhere.
    “Valerie Cathleen Granger, born June 22nd, 1969, right here in Park City, Georgia.” He glanced at his watch before continuing and then smiled that smile again.
    “Let me be the first to wish you an early happy forty-fifth birthday.” He didn’t stop for a reply; he just kept reading. “I see from your Georgia driver’s license that you’re listed as five feet, seven inches, with brown hair and brown eyes, and you weigh 127 pounds.” He paused to verify the information. “You graduated from the local high school here in Park City in 1985. You went on to complete both your undergraduate degree from Yale and Masters Degree in Business from Wharton in four years.” He paused as if this was his first time reading that sentence. “Like mother like daughter, academically and in almost every other way. Is Wharton in your future too?” he asked, looking at Leecy, but she didn’t answer.
    He continued. “I just have to say wow. I see where you get your brains, young lady. You graduated high school at sixteen, just like Mom, and now you’re on your way to Yale, just like your mother. That’s an impressive academic record, and it looks like you’re well on your way to filling Mom’s shoes.” He turned back to Valerie. “You came back to Park City after you finished your education. You went to work for the family business, and by all accounts saved the then-struggling INESCO from financial ruin. You spearheaded the company’s resurgence as a government-funded research giant while branching out into other fields, which have ensured the company’s stability and continued growth.” He stopped reading and looked at Valerie, smiling that bullshit smile of his. “You managed to do one hell of a lot since 1989, and I understand you’ve been part-time since the birth of your daughter in 1997?”
    “Actually,” Valerie said. “I’ve been part-time since 1996, but I didn’t save the company by myself. My brothers, David and Isaac, along with my father, Reuben, are responsible for INESCO’s resurgence and success.”
    “You’re too modest, Valerie. We have files on everyone concerned with this case, and that includes your brothers and father. Unless we missed something, and I don’t think we did, you, my dear, are the brains behind the company,” Agent Porter said. “And you don’t think that might have played a role in the attempt to kidnap your daughter?”
    “No, I don’t.”
    “Interesting. I say that because isn’t it true that you’re awaiting word on several proposals you’ve made to the Department of Defense and NASA?”
    “Yes with regard to the DOD, and that could be said at any given time, but no, we haven’t worked with NASA in thirty years. It’s our job to make proposals. We’re a research and development facility, Agent Porter. We currently have two dozen proposals in the pipeline at the DOD, and could have twice that number if they needed them. If we aren’t innovating old technologies or inventing new ones, we aren’t doing our job.”
    “I see,” he said, and then followed up, “So you don’t think there could be a connection?”
    “No, I don’t see how there could be a connection. Everything we do at INESCO with the DOD is done in secrecy. We submit our proposals under our alphanumeric prefix code, and then if the project goes, I assign our DOD numeric prefix code. A person would