Ah. Using Blake's smug little throat noise against him! I never ask him what these calls are about, but he always tells me where he’s going and when he expects to be back.” She smiled and said, “Since we’ve been at Fort Hadley, he doesn’t get many calls in the middle of the night, but in Europe, when the phone rang, he’d fly out of bed, grab a packed bag, and be off to Washington or to the East German border, or who knows where?