"I can't answer that question," Dan Dastun wouldn't quite meet Roger's eyes.
Roger leaned on his desk. "We're talking about a little girl here, not some criminal!"
Dan sighed and looked toward the door nervously. His voice dropped to a whisper. "It's classified information. From the highest authority." He let his voice rise again. "You aren't entitled to ask questions just because you used to be part of this unit!"
Roger gave him a nod and made a great show of leaving in a huff. When he was in the car and on the road again, his expression turned thoughtful. If Alex Rosewater was interested, the odds of a successful negotiation had just dropped considerably.