Rogue Asset (Book 3 of the Wade Hanna Series) by Joseph D'Antoni Page A

interests of the United States or its government?”
    “No.”
    “If asked would you ever knowingly work against the interests of the United States government?”
    “No.”
    “If asked by your superior or the United States government would you ever risk your life for the interests of the United States government?”
    “I don’t know.”
    “If asked or ordered by your superiors in command would you knowingly take the life of another person?”
    “I don’t know.”
    “If asked or ordered by your superiors in command would you take your life for the interests of the United States government?”
    “I don’t know.”
    “If asked or ordered by your superiors in command would you knowingly send others under your command to their death in the interest of the United States government?”
    “I don’t know.”
    This line of questioning continued for what seemed like an hour before the topics of questions suddenly changed.
    “Do you know anyone who goes by the name of Milton Yanovich?”
    “Yes.”
    “Do you know anyone who goes by the name of James Lockhart?”
    “Yes.”
    “Do you know anyone who goes by the name of Megan Winslow?”
    “Yes.”
    “Have you ever had sex with Megan Winslow?”
    “No.”
    Wade remained in his zone but was ready to strangle Kolb with the wires next to him for asking that question. He went back to his visual humming trying not to think about the next questions Kolb had coming.
    “Do you know anyone who goes by the name of Captain or Dr. Harold Jarvis?”
    “Yes.”
    “Have you ever been to Vietnam?”
    “No.”
    “Have you ever served on a submarine that goes by the name of USS Prowfish?”
    “Yes.”
    “Do you know anyone who goes by the name of Captain Hodges?”
    “Yes.”
    “Do you know anyone who goes by the name of Uri Vockovich?”
    “No.”
    “Do you know anyone who goes by the name of Mi Lin Lee?”
    “No.”
    “Do you know anyone who goes by the name of Master Sargent Backus?”
    “Yes.”
    “Do you know anyone who goes by the name of Michael Stares?”
    “Yes.”
    “Do you know anyone who goes by the name of Catherine Miller?”
    “No.”
    “Have you ever had a homosexual experience?”
    “No.”
    “Do you know anyone who goes by the name of Ivan Litnacoft?”
    “No.”
    “Other than for a doctor’s prescription have you ever taken a banned drug or substance?”
    “No.”
    “Have you ever received payment of any kind for performing a violent act against another person?”
    “No.”
    “Have you ever stolen anything in your life that was not yours?”
    “Yes.”
    “Have you ever publically objected to the policies or activities of the United States government?”
    “Yes.”
    “Do you know anyone who goes by the name of David Mashburn?”
    “No.”
    “It looks like that’s all the questions I have. Are you ready to be unhooked now?”
    “I sure am.”
    Wade was more than ready to leave Kolb’s presence and couldn’t wait to get all the wires removed. The exam lasted over two hours, and he was now facing afternoon D.C. traffic.
    Driving to his hotel Wade thought about the strange questions wondering where they came from and how they were going to be used. What worried him most were all the names he didn’t know and how much the Agency knew about the Lockhart incident. How did Megan fit into this picture? Is there another side to her cute personality I don’t know anything about?
    The longer Wade drove, the more upset he became with the whole line of questioning not to mention the pain he felt in his stomach from humming for two hours. He was not going to jump to conclusions but wondered what he might be facing with the Agency. What was also bothering him was the itching all over his body from where the electronic probes had been attached.
    He squirmed in his seat behind the wheel. An allergic reaction to the adhesive tape used to attach the probes began crawling up his body. The itching felt like red fire ants had begun marching across his