She met his piercing brown eyes squarely. “I know,” she nodded. “I should have reported my very first suspicions to the FBI.”
“Exactly! No sensitive young lady should attempt to deal with Nazi or Jap saboteurs.”
“But I was afraid to tell anyone until they had been maneuvered into a position where they could really be caught.”
Captain Rogers laughed unexpectedly. “She doesn’t have a very high regard for the secret investigators of her country, eh, Carter?”
“Oh, I don’t mean it that way!” Kitty hastened to apologize. “But you see from the very beginning I—I was afraid that somehow this office—Dad’s office—was involved. One doesn’t run to the FBI about things where one’s father may be concerned.”
Captain Rogers glanced significantly at the Chief Pharmacist’s Mate. “Well, Carter, I suppose that puts a stop to my scolding.” He suddenly grew serious again as he turned to Kitty to say, “Young lady, if you had known what perfect confidence we have in this dad of yours you would have had no fears. When we sent him here we knew he was the one man who could stop the dirty business going on—if anyone could.”
It was Chief Carter’s turn to look surprised. “But I asked to be sent here!” he exclaimed.
Captain Rogers laughed. “You were only one step ahead of us. We had planned to ask you to take this post in hopes of clearing up the trouble.”
“Then you knew the fault was not in this office?”
“Certainly.”