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the CBI agent. “His outfit couldn’t find their asses with an extra set of hands. Since me and my men weren’t allowed to help search, I’m not convinced she isn’t still in the house somewhere.”
    “You have some spots you suggest we check out?” The agent’s tone was silky.
    Cramer didn’t take the bait. “Oh, you probably looked real hard at the places a kid’s body could be stashed. We’ve got two feet of snow outside. She could be anywhere on the grounds. Or in the house. Trouble with you guys is you don’t look for the unexpected.”
    “Maybe you’d like to—”
    Fed up with the two men, Macy interrupted Travis. “What aren’t we looking for?”
    For a minute she thought the security chief wouldn’t answer. He seemed to be having a difficult time contemplating whether it was worth it to take a swing at the CBI agent. Then after several long moments he broke eye contact with the other man to look at her.
    “Like I say, they’re looking for a spot big enough to hide a kid.” The man’s expression didn’t change, but his eyes went bleak. “Maybe you ought to be searching smaller spots. Just big enough to hide pieces of her.”

Chapter 2
    “You think Cramer’s involved?”
    Whitman was alone in the conference room. But Macy didn’t have more than a moment to wonder at Raiker’s whereabouts. Travis didn’t so much as hesitate before responding to the question.
    “I think it’s a possibility.” He ran his hand over his short-cropped dark hair. “I’d bet money he did a lot more in Iraq than drive diplomats around.”
    The assistant director looked at Macy. “You were there. What was your impression?”
    “Cramer’s understandably defensive,” she said. “Ellie disappeared on his watch. He may not have been here yesterday, but he’s in charge, so the failure’s his. I found his demeanor to be in keeping with that feeling of responsibility, not necessarily as a sign of personal involvement.”
    Whitman’s gaze shifted to settle on Kell. “What about the other interviews?”
    He lifted a shoulder. “All the guards claim Cramer doesn’t have both sets of codes necessary to override the system, and Mulder verifies that. It doesn’t sound as though any on the security team had open access to the house. Personal protection wasn’t part of their duties while on the property. If it’s someone known to the girl, I’d bet on a person who’s regularly inside the home.”
    “I say we need to dig deeper into Cramer’s background,” Travis insisted stubbornly. “He kept referring to his experience. I’d be interested in exactly what all he was involved in while in Iraq.”
    “We’re looking at everyone’s backgrounds,” Whitman said. “Should have some preliminary data soon. Dobson is handling that end.” He inclined his head toward the thin balding agent sitting at the end of the table with his head bent over a computer. “What’s the feel from the rest of the security team you’ve interviewed?”
    “We’ve talked to all but one. A”—Travis checked his notes—“Nicholas Hubbard. He hasn’t shown up yet.”
    “Everyone says the same thing.” Kell drummed his fingers on the table. “Nothing out of the ordinary has occurred in over two months, and that was just a visit from the satellite TV company. The team seems tight. They accept Cramer as the leader. Seem to respect him. He and this Hubbard sound like they’re the brains as far as the cameras go. A couple others have some extra training with alarm systems.”
    Whitman’s interest sharpened. “Enough training to allow them to circumvent the system?”
    Kell looked dubious. “Anything’s possible. But the security company rep I called maintains it would be unlikely. They claim they don’t even have anyone on their staff capable of it, and they install the things.”
    Travis snorted. “Like they’d admit their product was easily manipulated.”
    Whitman’s chair creaked as he redistributed his bulk. “So