Chapters (156)
- Cover
- Dedication
- PROLOGUE
- 1
- 2
- 3
- 4
- PARTONE
- CHAPTER1
- CHAPTER2
- CHAPTER3
- CHAPTER4
- CHAPTER5
- CHAPTER6
- CHAPTER7
- CHAPTER8
- CHAPTER9
- CHAPTER10
- CHAPTER11
- CHAPTER12
- CHAPTER13
- CHAPTER14
- CHAPTER15
- CHAPTER16
- CHAPTER17
- CHAPTER18
- CHAPTER19
- CHAPTER20
- CHAPTER21
- CHAPTER22
- CHAPTER23
- CHAPTER24
- CHAPTER25
- CHAPTER26
- CHAPTER27
- CHAPTER28
- CHAPTER29
- CHAPTER30
- CHAPTER31
- CHAPTER32
- CHAPTER33
- CHAPTER34
- CHAPTER35
- CHAPTER36
- CHAPTER37
- CHAPTER38
- CHAPTER39
- CHAPTER40
- CHAPTER41
- CHAPTER42
- CHAPTER43
- CHAPTER44
- CHAPTER45
- CHAPTER46
- CHAPTER47
- CHAPTER48
- CHAPTER49
- CHAPTER50
- CHAPTER51
- CHAPTER52
- CHAPTER53
- CHAPTER54
- CHAPTER55
- CHAPTER56
- CHAPTER57
- CHAPTER58
- CHAPTER59
- CHAPTER60
- CHAPTER61
- CHAPTER62
- CHAPTER63
- CHAPTER64
- CHAPTER65
- CHAPTER66
- PARTTWO
- CHAPTER67
- CHAPTER68
- CHAPTER69
- CHAPTER70
- CHAPTER71
- CHAPTER72
- CHAPTER73
- CHAPTER74
- CHAPTER75
- CHAPTER76
- CHAPTER77
- CHAPTER78
- CHAPTER79
- CHAPTER80
- CHAPTER81
- CHAPTER82
- CHAPTER83
- CHAPTER84
- PARTTHREE
- CHAPTER85
- CHAPTER86
- CHAPTER87
- CHAPTER88
- CHAPTER89
- CHAPTER90
- CHAPTER91
- CHAPTER92
- CHAPTER93
- CHAPTER94
- CHAPTER95
- CHAPTER96
- CHAPTER97
- CHAPTER98
- CHAPTER99
- CHAPTER100
- CHAPTER101
- CHAPTER102
- CHAPTER103
- CHAPTER104
- CHAPTER105
- CHAPTER106
- CHAPTER107
- CHAPTER108
- CHAPTER109
- CHAPTER110
- CHAPTER111
- CHAPTER112
- CHAPTER113
- CHAPTER114
- CHAPTER115
- CHAPTER116
- CHAPTER117
- CHAPTER118
- CHAPTER119
- CHAPTER120
- CHAPTER121
- CHAPTER122
- CHAPTER123
- CHAPTER124
- CHAPTER125
- CHAPTER126
- CHAPTER127
- CHAPTER128
- CHAPTER129
- CHAPTER130
- CHAPTER131
- CHAPTER132
- CHAPTER133
- CHAPTER134
- CHAPTER135
- CHAPTER136
- CHAPTER137
- CHAPTER138
- CHAPTER139
- EPILOGUE
- CHAPTER140
- CHAPTER141
- CHAPTER142
- Discover More
- ABOUT THE AUTHORS
- ALSO BY THE AUTHORS
And always, always, focus on the big issues. Don’t major in the minor, like tracking who’s using the White House tennis court or fretting over criticism in a column written by someone who doesn’t have all the facts.
Maddy walks over to the door as it opens. A young male aide says, “Madam President, Jessica Martin of the Washington Post.”
Maddy smiles. “As if we’ve never met.” The president extends her hand. The reporter returns her firm grip. “Thanks for coming, Jessica.”
“Thanks for the invitation, Madam President.”
“Come, come in,” says Maddy as the aide leaves, closing the door behind him. Martin is in her fifties with short blond hair. She’s wearing a flannel skirt and jacket with flat, sensible shoes. She shrugs off a large shoulder bag as she enters.
“Two chairs,” says the president. “One for you, and one for your bag. Coffee?”
“Yes, please.”
Martin sits, and the president pours coffee from a carafe into a cup with the presidential seal on it. She passes it over. “Cream, sugar, Splenda, whatever you need is right here.”
Martin takes the cup in both hands. “Black is fine, Madam President. Thank you.”
Maddy pours a cup for herself, then takes a seat opposite the reporter. “First time in the study, Jessica?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“What do you think of the room?”
Martin takes a sip of her coffee. “It’s smaller than I expected, ma’am.”
“I think it’s cozy,” says Maddy. “A nice place to duck out of the Oval for some quiet time, to focus on an issue, solve a problem, or get a short nap after a long night.”
“I hope I’m not a problem, Madam President,” says Martin.
“I hope so too,” says Maddy.
Martin puts her cup down on the coffee-service tray and reaches into her shoulder bag. She pulls out an iPad, flips it open, and balances it on her knees.
Maddy puts her coffee cup on a coaster on the desk and places her feet flat on the floor. Small talk is over. She can see Martin shifting into reporter mode.
“Madam President, as I told Burton Pearce, we’re preparing to run a story about changes your administration is planning to make to entitlement programs, including Social Security and Medicare. Drastic changes.”
Maddy lifts her chin. “Jessica?”
“Madam President?”
“Here are the ground rules for our little chat, beginning at this moment. Everything I say going forward is off the record. It’s not to be used on background or as coming from ‘an anonymous official in the White House’ or ‘someone close to the president’ or any combination thereof. To be blunt, what I say here stays here.”
Martin closes her iPad. “Then why the invitation?”
“So that you can hear what I have to say, and so I can convince you to delay publishing anything about the rumors you’ve heard.”