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Marnie met the faux-security-guard-turned-special-agent’s gaze and continued, “I mean, I can hazard a few guesses, but none of them is worth uttering in polite society.”

“I owe you an apology,” he said in an amazingly courteous voice.

“Yeah, I’ll say you do,” she retorted before she could stop herself. “What brings on this sudden change of heart?” For such a supersecret, sophisticated organization, they sure seemed like a bunch of boneheads.

“We ran a check on your name,” he said, “and we realized you are indeed who you say you are.”

“Why didn’t you run a check like that the minute I got here?” she demanded.

“We were convinced you were Lila trying to pull a fast one. We didn’t have any reason to believe you were who you said you were.”

Marnie nodded slowly. “Okay,” she said. Even though she was still suspicious of the sudden turnaround. “So does this mean I can go home?” she asked hopefully.

He nodded. “I’ll drive you myself….”