“At 32 he was the head of the Loma City FBI office, and carried out his responsibility with animal energy. When John Benson had been called into the office of his chief, Frank Terrill, in Washington, Frank had explained the situation briefly and quietly. “They want someone from out of town, John. Hannah’s a good man and I trust his judgment. I think he’s right. We’ve had you locked up in this office for four years—how about going into the field again?” John Benson knew that he might be right... for this job, but he also knew that Frank was worrying about him, purposely urging him into something that might break him out of the shell. Frank Terrill was a wise man. Ray Hannah mixed two drinks hastily, then began pacing. John took off his jacket and sat down on a straight chair, propping his feet on the bed. “How about going over it again?” He’d come in last night. Ray Hannah had given him the facts briefly. But he wanted to get everything securely in mind.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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