Family Secrets: Books 1-4 by Maggie Shayne

Author:Maggie Shayne
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Silhouette
Published: 2007-01-15T00:00:00+00:00

By the time Carey got back to the West Wing, lunchtime had come and gone and she suspected she’d sacrificed more than one tree for the sheaf of printouts she carried. But even if she was embarrassed to have woken with Matt Tynan this morning, she couldn’t stay away forever. And really, it was just work. Right?

As soon as she’d dismissed the temp, she settled down at her desk and called Matt’s mobile phone to pass on his latest messages and to share her discoveries as best she could on an unsecured line. “Wait until you hear about you know who!”

“Sorry, Skipper,” interrupted Matt, “But wait is the key word. I’ll check back.”

As his phone was audibly being shut, Carey heard voices in the background saying, “Good afternoon, Mr. President.”

Damn. But it was so full of…possibilities!

She wanted to bury herself in Bloomfield’s tale of tragedy, to reread the printouts and highlight pertinent parts and arrange them into more significant order. Jake Ingram would need a binder, tabs, table of contents….

But she’d been gone all morning. She had mail to sort, answer or delegate. She had photocopies to run and computer backups to make. She had phone messages to return or redirect and Matt’s calendar to shuffle, yet again. And a blanket to fold.

Honey Evans, who’d called to see why Carey had missed lunch, used her afternoon break to deliver a sandwich and cola. She wanted payment in gossip, of course. Grateful though Carey was, she didn’t have time to either confess about chastely spending the night on Matt Tynan’s sofa or to hear about Honey’s plans for the Matchbox 20 concert that night. And Bloomfield was her secret—hers and Matt’s. Her friend had to return to the Telephone Office disappointed.

Even when Matt spun back by, they had time for no more than a few prioritized sentences. The Chief of Staff, the latest FDA court battle, and the five minutes the assistant secretary of the O.S.E.P.—Office of Special Education Programs—needed were more immediately priorities than a project that had been closed more than twenty years earlier.

Unfortunately, it became one of those days that didn’t seem to end. The next morning’s edition of the Post called ahead to inform Rita of a damning quote about the president, which, by hitting on a Friday, could easily become a three-day story. Rebelia’s Hitler-like dictator was causing more trouble in Eastern Europe. The First Son got a D in Civics on his report card—who knew how that leaked—and Senator Bermann and his supporters were still blocking the president’s education initiative.

By eight o’clock that night the Marine guards had changed and most of the press corps, who normally lurked in waiting in their own room in the West Wing, had gone home. Carey got her chance to reread, highlight and organize what she’d found on Henry Bloomfield. The more time she spent on this, the more the scientist fascinated her. She took extra care preparing a professional report and slipping it into a large P & C envelope, lest Matt needed it for Mr.

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