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GOTAMA RETURNS
Miss Buddha — 109
Chapter One Hundred Nine — Los Angeles
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Phil Anderson rose to his well-exercised six feet to his usual impressively straight, as Roth knocked and entered. Anderson folded his arms. Unfolded them. Joined his hands behind his back. Then made to sit down again, but remained standing.
“So, George. What have you got?”
Roth closed the door behind him and took a quick look around Anderson’s office, just to make sure they were alone. Nervous habit. Then thought about taking a seat, but since Anderson remained standing thought it best to do the same.
“Well, she certainly has their ear. In a big way.”
“In a dangerous way?”
The question took Roth by surprise, or, rather, the intent of the question. He saw his assignment as a more or less routine check-up on someone of rising popularity; they always warranted a closer look. There had been no mention of danger, or threat to any one or thing, or of whatever his boss was certainly implying. Until now.
“Dangerous?”
“That’s the question, yes.”
“No, Phil. Engaging, yes. Spellbinding, yes. Dangerous? No. No, I don’t see it.”
