The wannabes sailed through the door unaware of the surveillance cameras aimed at them. The women high-fived each other as they walked toward the parking lot and Sam’s car.

“Last chance, home or Flip’s?” Slick asked.

“Flip’s. You drive, Slick. I want to make some calls. I think we should have a party at Flip’s.”

“Oooh, I like the way that sounds. Who are we inviting?”

“The first, second, and third Mrs. Rainford! My divorce was finalized yesterday. I think it’s time to compare notes. I used the FBI data bank to get their numbers, and I have full profiles on them. Hell, I even tried to do one on my ex. You won’t believe what I found out about that guy. He doesn’t exist. What do you think of that?”

Slick’s jaw dropped. “You married someone who doesn’t exist! How can that be? If you found the other…ah…wives, why can’t you find him? Did you get copies of the marriage licenses? You must have done something wrong, Sam. The FBI had files on everyone, and I do mean everyone.” She nibbled on a nail before she said, “What are you going to do?”

“Well, his identity is so secret that it can only be accessed by those with top secret security clearance. I’ll figure out some way to find out who Douglas Rainford really is. That’s a project for tomorrow.”

Slick slipped the car into gear. “Shouldn’t we…you know, do something…say something, you know, meaningful as we depart? Maybe something profound. How about a single-digit salute?”

“We made our statement in these outfits, Slick. You wanna yell, Semper Fi or something like that to all those gung ho Marines out there, go for it! The gardenia bubble bath can wait. Head for Flip’s.”

Slick lowered her window, her left hand hanging out while she steered with her right hand. The minute they roared through the gates, Quantico behind them, she offered up her single-digit salute. The cameraman off in the distance caught the salute in midair with his zoom lens. Women always had such interesting conversations. He laughed as he imagined the look on his superior’s face when he showed him the pictures and let him listen to the audio-tapes.