Suddenly it was time to go to the meeting with the CEO about Security spying on Privacy. She met Basel in the hall in front of the CEO’s office. She had her folder filled with printouts of conflicting policies and Basel carried his old battered leather briefcase.
“Any word from Hank?” asked Basel.
“Not yet, and it worries me,” said Nancy. “He said he would get the answer in an hour and it’s been almost two hours. I hope he isn’t running into trouble identifying the person who sent the spoofed email.”
“Well, let’s take the problems as they come,” said Basel, as he knocked on the office door.
The door was opened by Daniel Webster. They saw that the big meeting table in the CEO’s office held not only Doris Diligente and Felicia ...