David raised a hand. I know, I know. You think Susan is lightweight, but youve never given her a chance. She was a two-term Senator from California, Thomas. She is the first female Vice President in the history of the United States. These are not small achievements. Shes smart, and shes good with people. Most of all, she is on your side. You need all hands on deck right now, and I believe she can help you.

What can she possibly do? Were not holding a beauty pageant.

David shrugged. Your most recent approval rating was 12%. That was taken three days ago, before this latest disaster. You could be in single digits by next week. Your nemesis Bill Ryan isnt doing too much better. Hes at 17%, mostly because hes been unable to ram through a declaration of war. Hell probably get a temporary bump from threatening to impeach you.

Okay. People are unhappy with the government.

David raised a finger. Mostly true. Except for Susan. This Iran thing hasnt touched her. Her overall rating is 62%, and shes rock solid among all women except the religious right. Liberal and independent men adore her. Shes the most popular politician in America, and its possible she can loan you some of that popularity.

How?

By being here in the White House, working side by side with you on the most pressing issues confronting this country, while we photograph it. By making public appearances with you, and quite literally looking up at you on the podium for leadership, as though you are her hero.

Jesus, David.

Dismiss it at your peril, Thomas. This is where we are. I talked to her on the plane just before I walked in here. She understands whats at stake, and she is ready to do these things. She is also ready to take whatever statements we want to make, then stump them on the talking head shows and out in the countryside.

Hayes stroked his chin. I just have to decide if Im willing to do this.

David shook his head. The time for deciding about Susan is long past. We need her, and the truth is you havent treated her very well. Frankly, you should be glad shes still willing to speak to you.

Chapter 15

7:12 a.m.

Ali Nassars Apartment - Manhattan

Down! Stay down!

Luke was face down on the stone floor of Nassars office. They had taken the gun from his shoulder holster. A cops shoe was on the back of his neck. The cop was heavyset, over two hundred pounds. His bulk could snap Lukes neck, if thats what the man decided to do.

With one hand, Luke held his badge above his head. Federal agents! he shouted, trying to match the volume of the cops.

FBI! FBI! Ed screamed beside him. This was the dangerous moment, when good guys tended to shoot other good guys by mistake.