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Chapters (68)
  1. THE FIRST PATIENT
  2. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  3. CHAPTER 1
  4. CHAPTER 2
  5. CHAPTER 3
  6. CHAPTER 4
  7. CHAPTER 5
  8. CHAPTER 6
  9. CHAPTER 7
  10. CHAPTER 8
  11. CHAPTER 9
  12. CHAPTER 10
  13. CHAPTER 11
  14. CHAPTER 12
  15. CHAPTER 13
  16. CHAPTER 14
  17. CHAPTER 15
  18. CHAPTER 16
  19. CHAPTER 17
  20. CHAPTER 18
  21. CHAPTER 19
  22. CHAPTER 20
  23. CHAPTER 21
  24. CHAPTER 22
  25. CHAPTER 23
  26. CHAPTER 24
  27. CHAPTER 25
  28. CHAPTER 26
  29. CHAPTER 27
  30. CHAPTER 28
  31. CHAPTER 29
  32. CHAPTER 30
  33. CHAPTER 31
  34. CHAPTER 32
  35. CHAPTER 33
  36. CHAPTER 34
  37. CHAPTER 35
  38. CHAPTER 36
  39. CHAPTER 37
  40. CHAPTER 38
  41. CHAPTER 39
  42. CHAPTER 40
  43. CHAPTER 41
  44. CHAPTER 42
  45. CHAPTER 43
  46. CHAPTER 44
  47. CHAPTER 45
  48. CHAPTER 46
  49. CHAPTER 47
  50. CHAPTER 48
  51. CHAPTER 49
  52. CHAPTER 50
  53. CHAPTER 51
  54. CHAPTER 52
  55. CHAPTER 53
  56. CHAPTER 54
  57. CHAPTER 55
  58. CHAPTER 56
  59. CHAPTER 57
  60. CHAPTER 58
  61. CHAPTER 59
  62. CHAPTER 60
  63. CHAPTER 61
  64. CHAPTER 62
  65. CHAPTER 63
  66. CHAPTER 64
  67. CHAPTER 65
  68. EPILOGUE

In truth, what she needed was right in her purse, her address book, and in her jacket pocket, her cell phone. Somewhere in that book was the initial step in converting a remote possibility into a plan—the phone number of Seth Owens of San Antonio. FBI agent Seth Owens.

CHAPTER 36

Well, Doctor," Lily said, "I can't begin to tell you what a pleasure this has been, getting to drink tea and break bread with the most talked about man in D.C."

"The most talked about man in D.C.? Now that's a little hard to believe."

"Well, it's true—not even a contest. In Washington it is all about proximity and access to the president. Nothing more, nothing less. Proximity and access. In lesser cases, it becomes proximity and access to the ones with proximity and access. You, sir, are not only the new man on campus, but you are handsome, unassuming, and have total access to the big guy. Now, if that doesn't get you talked about, I don't know what does."

She shrugged matter-of-factly and held her hands out as if to say, That's the way it is.

No, Gabe thought. The way it is, is that you have a relationship with Jim Ferendelli that you're willing to lie to protect.

The two of them sat across from one another on fine leather sofas in Lily's richly paneled den, sipping tea from ample Oriental mugs and sampling a variety of tiny pastries and wafers.

"Remember, we still have tuna steak and salad waiting," Lily said. "Save some room."

"No problem. I'm ready for lunch and I'm very ready to feel a saddle beneath my butt. I'm grateful to you for this day, Lily. I haven't felt this at ease since the president showed up at my place with the suggestion that I come out here."

"Why, Doctor, what a very kind and very gracious thing for you to say."

"Okay, no more 'Doctor,' unless you want me to start calling you that. I'm sure you know it, but a Ph.D. in just about any field is much harder to get than an M.D. anyway. If anyone deserves to be called Doctor, it's you guys."

"More tea . . . Gabe?"

"I guess one more cup. I don't usually love tea, except iced, and then only outside on the hottest days, but this is really delicious."

"It converted me from coffee. I discovered it on a trip to western China, and now I have it shipped in regularly. From what I've been told, it's a variety of Camellia sinensis that doesn't grow anywhere else in that country, and maybe in the world. The closest I've encountered to it is Keemun black tea, but they really aren't that similar."