Act of Treason

Chapter 45
WHITEHOUSE, WASHINGTON, DC

President Hayes was as relieved as Kennedy had ever seen him. After she'd finished the PowerPoint presentation, he admitted that he'd feared the worst when he'd read the piece in theTimes. For obvious reasons he did not want his administration to end with a scandal. Instead, he was going to leave on a high note. Gazich was guilty. There was no doubt about it. The Greek government had just this morning filed their official protest at the U.N. They'd jumped the gun and were about to find that out in a very public manner and, best of all, his critics and foes were going to have to eat crow.

Rapp's idea to hold a press conference had been an easy sell for Kennedy. The president couldn't wait to turn the tables onThe New York Times. Not only was he going out on a high note, he was going to be able to do what few presidents got the chance to do, and that was rub the press's face in their own mistake. Rapp had been right when he'd told Kennedy that this was going to be fun. Her amusement, however, had been brief. Kennedy was filled with dread over how far-reaching the scandal might be, and she'd decided to share none of her deeper suspicions with the president. It wasn't that she didn't trust him, it was that she needed some proof. So far all she had were some very embarrassing photos, a theory, a deep distrust of Mark Ross and the fear that Josh Alexander was so power hungry he'd had his own wife killed to win the election.

Kennedy stood in the small hallway just outside the White House Press Room with Juarez at her side. She wanted him there so she could give the Clandestine Service some much deserved positive publicity. For Kennedy there was no time to celebrate. She was worried about the larger picture. Worried about the truth that Rapp might discover. A truth that would destroy a nation's confidence in its elected officials and damage for decades to come America 's international standing. Kennedy needed to be absolutely sure of what had happened and she needed to find out before Alexander and Ross took their oaths.

Kennedy's phone rang. She looked at the caller ID and saw it was Rapp. She pressed the talk button and asked, "How did it go?"

"She had no idea they were having an affair."

"You believe her?"

"Yes."

"Did she confirm that she was the one who ordered him to ride in the second car?"

"Yes."

"Hmmm." Kennedy wondered if they'd just hit their first stumbling block. Part of her wanted it to end right here and now, but another part of her wanted to prove that her instincts were right.

"But, get this," Rapp said. "Garret was the one who told her to make sure Cash and the wife went in the second limo. She said Garret told her the wife had specifically requested Cash."

"And there's no way of proving if she did or didn't."

"There is one way."

"How?"

"I'll grab that little piece of shit Garret and threaten to pluck his eyeballs out with my bare hands."

"Mitch, we can't go around doing stuff like that." Kennedy glanced to her right and then left. "At least not without some more proof."

"Fine. But do me a favor. The president is going to have you say a few words, right?"

"Yes."

"Make sure you really play up the fact that we found certain records in Gazich's office that have given us a good idea as to who may have hired him. Keep it real vague, but sound confident."

Kennedy looked up and saw President Hayes coming down the hall with his press secretary. "I have to go. I'll call you when I'm done." Kennedy silenced her ringer and stuffed it in her purse.

"Are you ready?" the president asked with a confident smile.

"I'm ready if you are, sir."

"Good, let's go." Hayes took Kennedy by the arm and led her into the cramped and hot White House Press Room.