Contents ( 130)
- Prologue
- One
- Two
- Three
- Part One
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Part Two
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Part Three
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Chapter 58
- Chapter 59
- Chapter 60
- Chapter 61
- Chapter 62
- Chapter 63
- Chapter 64
- Chapter 65
- Chapter 66
- Chapter 67
- Chapter 68
- Chapter 69
- Chapter 70
- Chapter 71
- Chapter 72
- Chapter 73
- Chapter 74
- Chapter 75
- Chapter 76
- Chapter 77
- Part Four
- Chapter 78
- Chapter 79
- Chapter 80
- Chapter 81
- Chapter 82
- Chapter 83
- Chapter 84
- Chapter 85
- Chapter 86
- Chapter 87
- Chapter 88
- Chapter 89
- Chapter 90
- Chapter 91
- Chapter 92
- Chapter 93
- Chapter 94
- Chapter 95
- Chapter 96
- Chapter 97
- Chapter 98
- Chapter 99
- Chapter 100
- Chapter 101
- Chapter 102
- Chapter 103
- Chapter 104
- Chapter 105
- Chapter 106
- Chapter 107
- Chapter 108
- Chapter 109
- Chapter 110
- Chapter 111
- Chapter 112
- Chapter 113
- Chapter 114
- Epilogue
- Chapter 115
- Chapter 116
- Chapter 117
- WITCH & WIZARD
- Prologue
- One
- Two
Then he moved aside to make way for the president, who walked into the room smiling.
“Alex Cross. I’ve heard so much about you. All of it good,” she said.
Chapter 77
THE PRESIDENT’S VIBE was completely different from Reese’s. She was almost collegial the way she shook my hand and settled onto the tufted leather couch instead of behind the desk. Not that it did anything to put me at ease.
“I’ve read your book,” she told me. “Years ago, but I remember it well. Very interesting stuff. And so very scary because it’s all true.”
“Thank you, Madam President.”
I admired Margaret Vance. She’d done a lot to get both sides of the aisle talking to each other. She and her husband, Theodore Vance, were both powerful figures not only in Washington but around the world. All things being equal, I would have liked to work with the president. But things were definitely not equal right now.
“I’d like to ask you a favor, Dr. Cross.” She nodded at her agent to leave us alone, and I waited for him to close the door.
“Regarding my investigation?”
“That’s right. I think you’ll agree it’s important this case not proceed in a way that could threaten innocent people, or especially national security, or even the everyday workings of our government. Allegations can be just as harmful as indictments if they’re brought to light in the wrong way. You know that, of course.”
“Yes,” I agreed. “I have a bit of experience with that.”
“So you can appreciate the delicacy here.” She was talking more at me than to me, and seemed to think this was all already settled. “I’d like you to meet with one of our lead agents, Dan Cormorant, get him up to speed, and transition the case into his care.”
“I’m not sure that I’m in a position to do that,” I told her. “For several reasons.”
“It won’t be a problem. The Service’s uniformed division has all the statutory authority of the Metropolitan Police.”
I nodded. “Within the city limits, that’s true.”
It was like I wasn’t even speaking anymore, the way she went on. “And of course, all the field resources any investigation could possibly need. We’ve got the best in the world working for us here.” She stopped and looked at me over the top of her glasses. “Present company excluded, of course.”
My, my, my. It’s a truly original feeling to have your ass kissed by the leader of the free world. Too bad I couldn’t enjoy it for more than a few seconds. I’ve got a pretty good internal compass, but for all I knew, it was sending me right over an edge I’d never come back from.
“President Vance,” I said. My heart might have been thudding, but my mind was still clear. “I’d like to take all of this under advisement and respond sometime in the next twenty-four hours, either in writing or in person, whichever you prefer.”
She didn’t try to hide how she felt about that. Two lines showed up around her mouth like parentheses.