The Charlemagne Pursuit
“HE’D flown directly from Washington to Fort Lee in the chopper that naval intelligence maintained around-the-clock at administrative headquarters.A car waited for him and he was driven to where Diane McCoy was being held. He’d ordered her detainment the moment Hovey had informed him of her visit to the base. Holding a deputy national security adviser could present a problem, but he’d assured the base commander that he’d assume full responsibility.He doubted there’d be any fallout.This was McCoy’s jaunt, and she wasn’t about to involve the White House. That conclusion was fortified by the fact that she’d made no calls from the base.He left the car and entered the security building, where a sergeant-major escorted him to McCoy. He entered and closed the door. She’d been made comfortable in the chief of security’s private office.“About time,” she said. “It’s been nearly two hours.”He unbuttoned his overcoat. He’d already been told she’d been searched and electronically swept.
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