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The Sum of All Fears.pdf - Delta Force

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'Your husband . . .'<br />

'Buck? He die. I don't know all the things, just that he die – on duty, yes? Is<br />

secret thing. Very hard for me,' Carol said soberly, but without overt grief.<br />

She was over that now. 'Buck was a very good man. So your husban'. You be nice<br />

to him,' Mrs Zimmer added.<br />

'Oh, I will,' Cathy promised. 'Now, we have to make this a secret?'<br />

'What secret?'<br />

'Jack doesn't know that I know about you.'<br />

'Oh? I know there are many secret, but – okay, I un'erstan'. I keep this secret,<br />

too.'<br />

'I will talk to Jack about that. I think you should come to our house and meet<br />

our children. But for now, we keep the secret?'<br />

'Yes, okay. We surprise him?'<br />

'Right.' Cathy smiled as she handed the child back. 'I will see you again,<br />

soon.'<br />

'Feel better, Doc?' Clark asked her out in the parking lot.<br />

'Thank you . . . ?'<br />

'Call me John.'<br />

'Thanks, John.' It was the warmest smile since his kids at Christmas.<br />

'Any time.'<br />

Clark drove west on Route 50. Cathy turned east for home. Her knuckles were<br />

white on the steering wheel <strong>of</strong> her car. <strong>The</strong> anger was back now. For the most<br />

part, she was angry at herself. How could she have thought that <strong>of</strong> Jack? She'd<br />

been very foolish, very small, and so disgustingly selfish. But it wasn't really<br />

her fault. Someone else had invaded their household, she decided as she pulled<br />

into the garage, She was on the phone almost immediately. She had to do one more<br />

thing. She had to be completely certain.<br />

'Hi, Dan.'<br />

'Cathy! How's the eye business, kid?' Murray asked.<br />

'Got a question for you.'<br />

'Shoot.'<br />

She'd already decided how to do it. '<strong>The</strong>re's a problem with Jack . . .'<br />

Murray's voice became guarded. 'What is it?'<br />

'He's having nightmares,' Cathy said. It wasn't a lie, but what followed was.<br />

'Something about a helicopter, and Buck somebody . . . I can't ask him about it,<br />

but – '<br />

Murray cut her <strong>of</strong>f. 'Cathy, I can't talk about it over the phone. That's a<br />

business matter, kid.'<br />

'Really?'<br />

'Really, Cathy. It's something I know about, but I cannot discuss it with you.<br />

I'm sorry, but that's the way it has to be. It's business.'<br />

Cathy went on with a touch <strong>of</strong> alarm in her voice. 'It's not something that's<br />

happening now – I mean – '<br />

'It's way in the past, Cathy. That's all I can say. If you think Jack needs<br />

pr<strong>of</strong>essional help, then I can make a few calls and – '<br />

'No, I don't think so. It was really bad a few months ago, but it does seem to<br />

be getting better. I was just worried that it might be something at the <strong>of</strong>fice .

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