AllFreeNovel
Share Us
The hatch opened and President Hayes appeared almost immediately. He was wearing a pair of olive dress slacks, a white button-down and a blue blazer. He saluted the marine standing at the foot of the helicopter and wasted no time heading for his office. As he motored quickly across the South Lawn, his staff tried frantically to keep up. Several of them attempted to talk to him, but he wasn't having any of it. He had one thing on his mind right now, and he wasn't going to talk about it outside. When he reached the Oval Office he slammed the door closed and glared at his chief of staff, Valerie Jones. "Where the hell is everybody?"
"Dr. Kennedy is downstairs in the Situation Room. The others should be here any minute."
The President looked as if his head was about to pop off. "Have you seen what he has?"
She shook her head. "But I've heard it's pretty serious stuff."
The President knew it was. He'd authorized some of it. "Valerie," he spoke through gritted teeth. "I want to be very clear about this. I want Albert Rudin destroyed. By tomorrow morning I want him working out of a broom closet on the fifth floor of the Capitol. I want to call in every political favor we're owed, and I want Rudin to feel like he's a leper."
Jones placed her hands in front of her as she were about to pray and then separated them and made a cautioning motion. "I don't think-"
"I don't want to hear excuses," snapped the President. "I just warned him. Remember?"
Jones nodded. She knew the President needed to vent and being the Chief of Staff meant that she was the chief ventee. "Yes, I remember."
"Well, the little prick went out, and despite my warnings, he continued to try and meddle in the affairs of the Executive Branch."
"He is the chairman of the House Intelligence Committee, sir."
"And he's a damn Democrat," yelled Hayes. "he's supposed to be on our side. I'm not supposed to have to worry about congressmen from my own party attacking me!"
"Sir, I know you're upset, but I need to caution you."
The President held up a hand like he was a traffic cop. "And I know you're my chief of staff, and you're trying to prevent me from doing anything stupid, but this time around, Valerie, there is no turning back. Albert Rudin has committed the cardinal sin of politics. He's stabbed his own President in the back. Everybody is watching now and only one of us is going to survive this."
Jones blinked several times and finally nodded. She would have to try again later when he had calmed down a bit. "What do you want me to do?"
"I want the damn party leadership over here. "The President pointed at the ground and started for the door. "I'm going downstairs. When they get here let me know." Jones started walking with him. "Do you want me to come with you?" She was a little afraid of what the President might say without her in the room.
"No!" Hayes said with zero room for negotiation. He left the Oval Office and went down one floor to the secure Situation Room. When he entered the conference room he was a little surprised that in addition to Kennedy, General Flood, General Campbell and a half dozen of their staff members were also in the room. All three of them were leaning over the table looking at a series of maps. Upon seeing the President they stopped what they were doing and stood up.
"Gentlemen, I didn't know you were here. If you'll excuse us for a moment, I need to speak with Dr. Kennedy alone."
The military men were all aware of what had happened on Meet the Press. Especially the part where Rudin had mentioned the use of Special Forces personnel. They knew before the week was out they'd likely be summoned to the Hill to answer some very pointed questions. The timing couldn't be worse.
As the military men filed out of the room, the President gestured for Kennedy to sit. She did so and Hayes remained standing. He placed his hands on the table and with genuine sorrow, looked at Kennedy and said, "Irene, I'm sorry. I'm sorry you've been dragged into this." Kennedy smiled and said, "Mr. President, I'm sorry I've dragged you into this. Albert Rudin hated me long before you became President."
"No, I don't mean that. I'm talking about what we asked you to do back in eighty-eight. The formation of the Orion Team." He shook his head. "We never thought that one of our own would blow the cover."
"Sir, I was aware of the risks when I took the job. If it were offered to me again, I wouldn't hesitate for a second."
Hayes's bowed his head. "I know you wouldn't," he said softly. "That's all the more reason you don't deserve this."
Kennedy had expected some of this. It was politics, and it was never rougher than during a confirmation fight. She'd spent much of the day analyzing her future, and it didn't look so good. Especially in regard to becoming the first female director of the CIA. The pressure on President Hayes to pull her nomination would be immense. Kennedy wouldn't make him do it. She would withdraw her name from consideration before it came to that, but she didn't think it would. She guessed from the President's beaten posture that he thought it was over. He didn't know what she did, though. She'd lived most of the last fifteen years thinking ahead of the pack, and so had Thomas Stansfield. The deceased former director had anticipated that a day might come where the Orion Team's cover would be blown. The original senators and congressmen who had asked him to take the war to the terrorists had demanded that Stansfield act as a firewall. If word ever got out that the CIA was assassinating people in the Middle East, the agreement was that Stansfield would take full blame and make no mention of the senators' and congressmen's involvement. This had been the initial agreement.
Without telling the senators and congressmen, Stansfield had decided to amend that agreement over the years. He had created a series of dummy files that he kept in the safe in the director's office. The files contained letters of notification to the House and Senate leadership, all of them dated within twenty-four hours of the start of covert operations run by the Orion Team. This was what was required by law and ultimately what Congressman Rudin was so irate about. In addition to the dummy files, Stansfield had passed along a wealth of information about a number of influential lawmakers on the Hill-the type of information they would like kept secret. Kennedy saw a chance in what, just hours earlier, had looked like a hopeless situation.
Hayes brought his gaze up and asked, "How in God's name are you going to testify tomorrow?"
"I'm not sure I'm going to, sir."
There was a brief pause while the President wondered if she would withdraw her name. "I wish there was a way we could fight this, Irene."
"Oh, there is," Kennedy replied with an understated confidence.
"How?"
"It's going to involve some risks, sir, but I think it will work."
