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Chapter 28 – Lies, Lies, Lies

Sally was the first to arrive. "What is this all—" She stopped talking when she saw Hollis. "What is he doing here?" she asked looking at Olivia.

Cyrus came into the office mumbling, "This better be good," and then froze when he saw Sally and Hollis standing there.

"Everyone, please have a seat," Olivia said before folding her hands.

Hollis stayed by the window and Cyrus and Sally sat down.

"We have a problem. Your nephew gave drugs to someone who O'D last night." She paused and let that sink in before she continued. "Hollis's daughter woke up next to a dead body, so how are we going to handle this?"

Cyrus's mouth was hanging open. It certainly was not what he expected. His mind is moving a mile a minute and it suddenly dawns on him that not only does he have something on Hollis Doyle, but if they want to replace Sally for Vice President in the next term, he could also use it to get her to step down.

"Why do I care what happens to his trampy drugged out daughter? You have no proof that Scott was involved," Sally said dryly.

Hollis glared at her. "Has the butter slipped off your noodle? Do you really believe that I would come here without proof?" he asked before fishing some pictures out of his pocket and throwing them down on the desk.

Sally tried not to react as she saw her nephews face in the pictures, clearly distributing drugs. She wants to wring his neck.

"You were saying?" Hollis asked Sally with a smirk plastered on his face.

Sally cleared her throat. "Fine. Olivia, do what you need to do and just make this go away. I'll handle Scott," she said before standing.

Olivia watched her leave and then turned her attention to Doyle. "Were they at his place or hers?"

"His place."

"Was that her boyfriend or a one night stand?"

"Boyfriend."

Olivia thought for a moment. "Then it's really not necessary to wipe anything down. It's not like we can deny that she's been there. I say that we call the police and report him missing and say that he's not answering the door. Of course, they will come to question your daughter, but when they do, we'll be waiting and prepared. You will be her alibi. Is she at your house now?"

Hollis sighed. "Yes. She's strung out, but she's there."

"Good. Will she cooperate?"

"She better if she knows what's good for her," Hollis said angrily.

"Go get her and bring her back here."

Hollis nodded and left the room.

Cyrus sat there for a moment before speaking. "Is it wrong that I like to see Sally squirm?"

Olivia smiled. "No. It is quite entertaining."

"Thanks for letting me attend," he said standing up. "Let me know what happens and oh, we're even."

Olivia smiled. She knew she had owed Cyrus more than one, but this was a good start.

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Olivia sat in the conference room waiting for David to arrive. She had Quinn phone in the 911 call and after the police recovered the body and discovered the name of his girlfriend, they had called to find her. Olivia arranged to meet at the office so that Maybelle didn't have to go downtown.

She looked up and watched him walk into the room. "Mr. Rosen," she said officiously.

"Ms. Pope," he said curtly. "I take it this is Maybelle Doyle?" David watched the woman's hand jitter and he knew she was coming down off of her high. He cleared his throat and tried to ignore Hollis's stare. "Ms. Doyle, can you please tell me where you were last night?"

Maybelle sighed. "Last night I went to Hot Shots with Darren. I wasn't really feeling well. I think someone put something in my drink, so sometime after midnight, I asked him to take me home. He didn't want to leave me alone, so he dropped me off at my dad's house." She glanced at her dad and then back at David. "Can I please speak with Darren now? I know he had issues, but no one will let me talk to him. He's probably scared," she said with her eyes welling up with tears.

David sat back and stared at her quizzically. "She doesn't know?" he asked looking over at Olivia who was trying to not show she was just as shocked by the performance. She shook her head.

David swallowed. "Why didn't you just go home with him?"

"My dad told me this morning that when he got up to answer the door, I was crying for him and was inconsolable. I think that is why he took me there."

Hollis wanted to throttle her. He knew exactly what she was doing. She wanted to make sure if anything happened that it would be indisputable that he was lying.

"So, Mr. Doyle, you will attest that you saw Darren late last night?"

Hollis cleared his throat. "Yes. He dropped her off and after throwing her into the shower," he said pointing to his daughter, "I put her to bed."

David wasn't sure what was going on, but he, unfortunately, had no proof that Maybelle was at Darren's house the previous night, so he stood. "Thank you for your time," he said walking out the room.

Olivia shut the door. "Do you realize how dangerous that was?" she asked glaring at the young woman.

"Relax. It worked didn't it."

"That wasn't the point. We sat right here and agreed upon what would be said. Do you realize the position you just put your father in?"

Hollis was surprised that Olivia even cared.

Maybelle rolled her eyes. "Whatever."

Olivia wanted to snatch her. "We're done here," she said evenly.

Hollis grabbed Maybelle and dragged her to the door. "You're going to rehab," he said as they walked down the hall.

Olivia sank into a chair and shook her head. Her phone rang, and she looked down and smiled.

"Hey."

"Hi, beautiful. I heard you had a tough day," he said still grinning about what Cyrus told him.

"You can say that. Did Cyrus spill?" she asked.

"Yup."

She rolled her eyes. "I'll deal with him later. How are you?" she asked changing her tone.

"The kids are gone. I'm sad, but I'm dealing with it."

"Good. I know it must have been hard to let them go."

"You don't know the half of it," he said putting his feet up on the coffee table.

"The good news is that Thanksgiving isn't far away."

Fitz smiled. "True. The kids want to go to Georgia's."

"That will be nice. They'll be glad to see you."

"Can you stop by right now?"

She checked the time. It is only 6:00 p.m. "Sure, I'll be there shortly."

"See you soon," he said hanging up the phone.

Olivia smiled. After the day she had, she will be glad to see her man.

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Olivia walked into the Oval Office. "Hi," she said smiling at him.

He moved to the curtains and she hurried into his arms. "Feels nice," she said sinking against his body. They held each other for a few minutes and then she retreated. He kissed her gently and then they walked over to the couch and sat.

"I have something for you," he said handing her the note from Karen.

"What is this?" she asked looking up at him with a smile.

"Open it."

She carefully unfolded it and her smile grew as she read it and then handed it to Fitz.

He read it out loud. "Dear Olivia, thank you for the pizza and for taking care of me on the plane. Please check on my dad. I know that he is sad that we are leaving. Your friend, Karen."

Fitz smiled. "She's great isn't she?" he asked proudly.

"She is wonderful. It was nice to meet them. I just hope that eventually, they will be okay with us being together."

Fitz hugged her. "I hope so too. Cyrus is bringing in some Chinese food. Do you want to join us? James will be there too."

Olivia smiled. "Sure, why not." She followed him out of the room to the dining room where Cyrus and James are already waiting.