Kalliope
Kalliope By Jacquie Windsor [email protected] (c)January 5, 2002 Part One Agent Lowry tried to rub the mustard stain out of his slacks as he waited for the Superintendent to arrive for the early morning meeting. He just noticed the ochre spot after he entered his boss's office. He had woken up late, skipped shaving, munched down a half- eaten hotdog that he'd thrown in the fridge the night before, and grabbed a tablespoon of unmixed instant coffee, forcing the substitute...