CIA Director George Tenet was eating breakfast at the Hay-Adams Hotel in Washington that morning. When he heard about the first plane, he immediately asked, “Was it an attack? It sounds like an attack,” and then told his breakfast-mate, “This is bin Laden. His fingerprints are all over it.”
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Elijah tore off a mouthful of toast, put the rest down, and looked at his breakfast-mates.
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Ollie Odom (Vada doesn’t speak much to his breakfast-mates, but he’s come to know who they are) knows better than to give his fellow patrons the satisfaction of watching him try to snap the jacket at the waist—you can’t pen a sow in a saucer, and may as well not try—but still they have to avert their eyes in kindness when he shambles down the tight aisle between tables.
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When he finally rose, he did not bid good-bye to his breakfast-mates, but merely forced out a smile, which looked like a grimace.
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