The Secrets We Kept(76)

We could see Teddy slumped over the steering wheel as if he’d been shot, and Irina looking out the passenger window. Around ten, Irina got out and rushed into the office, her heels skidding on the slick sidewalk.

A few minutes later, Teddy drove off, fishtailing onto E Street, and we went back to our desks.

Irina came in, took off her raincoat, and took her seat. She rubbed her pink eyes and complained about the storm.

“You okay?” Kathy asked.

“Of course,” Irina said.

“You look a little upset,” Gail said.

Irina licked her fingertip and started flipping through her notes from the previous day. “I’m just a little frazzled this morning. The weather and all.”

“Don’t worry,” Gail said. “We told Anderson you were in the ladies’.”

“Anderson was looking for me? Did he say what he wanted?”

“No.”

“Good.” She opened her purse and took out the small metal cigarette case with her initials engraved on it that Sally had given her for her birthday. She brought a cigarette to her lips and lit it, her hands still red and shaky. We’d never seen Irina smoke, but that wasn’t what we noticed first; what we noticed first was that her engagement ring was gone. “Well, I mean, I hate to be late,” Irina continued. “Thanks for covering for me.”

We wanted to ask about Teddy and the car. We wanted to ask about the missing ring. We wanted to ask if she’d heard the rumor going around about Sally. But we didn’t. We figured we’d give her some time and ask for details the next day.

But the next morning, Irina was called into Anderson’s office.

We knew that Irina was called into his office. We knew that when she came out she rushed into the ladies’ and stayed a good long while. And we knew that after she left the restroom, she went home early, complaining of a stomachache.

Helen O’Brien, Anderson’s secretary, filled us in on the rest.

“He told her the Agency needs to maintain the highest reputation, and she replied Yes, of course. Something about decorum in the office and at home. And she was like, Yes, I agree. He went on to say there’d been rumors of personal misconduct. And then there was a long pause. She asked if it was about her and said as far as she knew, she carried herself according to the highest Agency standards. And he was like, Look—people are saying you might be a little funny, you know, in that way. And if it’s true, that’s a liability for us. She denied it up and down. And I think she may have started crying, but I couldn’t be sure through the door. He told her he was glad to hear it, and that he hopes the rumor doesn’t come back to his desk like it did with another woman he had to fire the other day. She asked who it was, and he waited a few seconds. Then he said it: Sally.”

Irina didn’t come in to the office for the rest of the week, and we never got a chance to ask her what was happening. That Saturday, she boarded a plane bound for Brussels and the World’s Fair.

The following Monday, Teddy didn’t come into the office either. Nor did he come in the rest of that week.

We met up for happy hour at Martin’s to discuss.

“Maybe he went to Brussels to win Irina back?” Kathy suggested.

Norma held up an oyster twice as big as the others. She inspected it a second and tipped it back. “You old romantic,” she said. “I heard he’s locked himself in his apartment and refuses to get dressed or answer the door.”

“Where’d you hear that?” Judy asked.

“Reliable source.”

“I’m pretty sure he’s just on assignment,” Linda said, stabbing at an olive in her martini glass with an oyster fork.

“You’re no fun,” Norma said. She waved the waitress over and asked for another martini. “She needs another too,” she said, pointing at Linda.

Linda didn’t protest. “Or maybe he defected. Maybe it wasn’t just his heart Irina broke.”

“Now that’s the spirit!” Norma said.

“Or maybe he’s with Sally,” Linda went on.

“But what about her being,” Kathy lowered her voice, “you know?”

“But the timing makes sense. First Sally leaving, then Irina leaving.” The waitress came and placed our martinis in front of us. “Maybe instead of Sally and Henry, Sally and Teddy were having an affair this whole time, and when Irina found out…”

Norma pulled Linda’s drink away from her. “Now I think you’ve had too many.”



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We never did find out what Teddy was doing the week he didn’t come in to work, but we do know that the day he did come in, he approached Henry Rennet from behind as Henry stood in the lunch line waiting for chicken-fried steaks and instant mashed potatoes. Teddy tapped him on the shoulder and he turned. Without a word, Teddy punched his friend in the face. Henry tottered for a second, then fell. His green plastic tray hit the floor first, scattering the scoop of yellow corn he’d been served. His body followed, making contact face-first with the fallen corn and the black-and-white-tiled floor.

Teddy stepped over Henry, kicked his tray across the cafeteria floor, walked to the ice dispenser, got a fistful of ice, and left.

Judy was exiting the line with a cup of chicken soup when she heard Henry’s face hit the floor, like the thump of raw meat on a marble countertop. It took her a moment to realize that the two white Chiclets that had scattered across the floor and come to a stop just inches from her patent-leather kitten heels were actually Henry’s front teeth. The woman next to her screamed, but Judy just sensibly bent down and collected the teeth, putting them in her cardigan pocket. “Just in case they could put ’em back in,” she told us when recounting the story.