Chapter 8
"Yes, Abbey. I promise you that the story is in error. I promise you sweetheart. Everything is fine with our marriage. Abbey, please quit crying. I'm not leaving you and I sure as hell didn't file those papers."
Jed rolled his eyes at Leo, who was watching the President trying to calm down his wife. Abbey had called not more than ten minutes after CJ had left the office to investigate the story.
"Abbey, honey, I love you. I love you with all my heart. You know that. Please quit crying. I promise you that I don't want a divorce or separation. I want you with me and in my bed as long as God will allow it."
Another long pause. Leo could only imagine the words being spoken on the other end of the line.
"Yes, that's fine. After your speech today, just come on home. You'll only have to cancel two other speeches and I'm sure the groups will understand."
Another long pause.
"Yes, please call the girls. Maybe they'll believe you better than me. Sometimes they won't believe their own father. Yes, that's better hon. I much prefer your laughter to your tears. I can't wait for you to get here. I love you, Abbey. Bye."
Jed hung up the phone and placed his face in his hands. Finally, he looked up at his best friend.
"Why? Who? When I find out who that person is he will be thrown under the jail, but only after I have my time with him."
"Sir, it could be a her."
"No way! It would take a man with steel balls to do something like this. He would have to know that eventually the FBI would find out who he was. But why? And who? The next time CJ comes through that door she had better have answers or she won't have time to clean out her desk before I have security throw her ass out."
"Yes, sir. I'll go and see if there's any news. Will you be okay?"
"I'll be fine as soon as we get to the bottom of this. And as soon as I get Abbey back to my side, where she belongs."