“That must be him,” Larry said. “I'm in a hurry, Miss. What's his background?”
Her eyes rounded. “It says ... it says he's an Archbishop of the Anglican Church.”
Larry Woolford looked at her.
She looked back, pleadingly.
Larry scowled and said, “His university degrees, please.”
Her eyes darted to the report and she swallowed. “A bachelor in Home Economics, sir.”
“Look here, Miss, how could a Home Economics degree result in his becoming either an Archbishop or a rocket technician?”
“I'm sorry, sir. That's what it says.”
Larry was fuming but there was no point in taking it out on this junior employee of the Department of Records. He snapped, “Just give me his address, please.”
She said agonizingly, “Sir, it says, Lhasa, Tibet.”