Ross shoots a sharp glance down the table at the sound before looking back at Carter. She's holding herself carefully straight and there's a little more color in her cheeks than there had been the day before, but he doesn't like the shadow in her eyes.

He clears his throat and taps his pen on the table. "For obvious reasons," he says, "we won't go into that now. But I'll want a full report from you, Carter. You and I will meet after this to discuss what was disclosed and what security measures will need to be taken."

She nods. "I understand, sir."