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n brief?〃
Slowly; 〃I am。〃
〃We have confirmed that Mr。 Mattiece contributed in excess of four million dollars to the President's campaign three years ago。〃
〃Four million; two hundred thousand; all through legal channels。〃
〃We also believe the White House intervened and attempted to obstruct the FBI investigation into Mr。 Mattiece; and we wanted your ment; if any。〃
〃Is this something you believe; or is it something you intend to print?〃
〃We are trying to confirm it now。〃
〃And who do you think will confirm it for you?〃
〃We have sources; Mr。 Coal。〃
〃Indeed you do。 The White House emphatically denies any involvement with this investigation。 The President asked to be apprised as to the status of the entire investigation after the tragic deaths of Justices Rosenberg and Jensen; but there has been no direct or indirect involvement from the White House into any aspect of the investigation。 You have received some bad information。〃
〃Does the President consider Victor Mattiece a friend?〃
〃No。 They met on one occasion; and as I stated; Mr。 Mattiece was a significant contributor; but he is not a friend of the President。〃
〃He was the largest contributor; though; wasn't he?〃
〃I cannot confirm that。〃
〃Any other ment?〃
〃No。 I'm sure the press secretary will address this in the morning。〃
They hung up and Keen turned off the recorder。 Feldman was on his feet rubbing his hands together。 〃I'd give a year's pay to be in the White House right now;〃 he said。
〃He's cool; isn't he?〃 Gray said with admiration。
〃Yeah; but his cool ass is now sitting deep in boiling water。〃
* * *
FOR A MAN accustomed to throwing his weight around and watching everyone flinch; it was difficult to e humbly forward with hat in hand and ask for a break。 He swaggered as humbly as he could through the newsroom with K。 O。 Lewis and two agents in tow。 He wore his customary wrinkled trench coat with the belt tied tightly around the center of his short and dumpy physique。 He was not striking; but his manner and walk left no doubt he was a man accustomed to getting his way。 All dressed in dark coats; they resembled a Mafia don with bodyguards。 The busy newsroom grew silent as they walked quickly through it。 Though not striking; F。 Denton Voyles was a presence; humble or not。
A small; tense group of editors huddled in the short hallway outside Feldman's office。 Howard Krauthammer knew Voyles; and met him as he approached。 They shook hands and whispered。 Feldman was on the phone to Mr。 Ludwig; the publisher; who was in China。 Smith Keen joined the conversation and shook hands with Voyles and Lewis。 The two agents kept to themselves a few feet away。
Feldman opened his door; looked toward the newsroom; and saw Denton Voyles。 He motioned for him to e in。 K。 O。 Lewis followed。 They exchanged routine pleasantries until Smith Keen closed the door and they took a seat。
〃I take it you have solid confirmation of the pelican brief;〃 Voyles said。
〃We do;〃 Feldman answered。 〃Why don't you and Mr。 Lewis read a draft of the story? I think it will explain things。 We're going to press in about an hour; and the reporter; Mr。 Grantham; wants you to have the opportunity to ment。〃
〃I appreciate that。〃
Feldman picked up a copy of the draft and handed it to Voyles; who took it gingerly。 Lewis leaned over; and they immediately started reading。 〃We'll step outside;〃 Feldman said。Take your time。〃 He and Keen left the office; and closed the door。 The agents moved closer。
Feldman and Keen walked across the newsroom to the conference door。 Two large security guards stood in the hall。 Gray and Darby were alone inside when they entered。
〃You need to call White and Blazevich;〃 Feldman said。
〃Waiting on you。〃
They picked up the extensions。 Krauthammer was gone for the moment; and Keen handed his phone to Darby。 Gray punched the numbers。
〃Marty Velmano; please;〃 Gray said。 〃Yes; this is Gray Grantham with the Washington Post; and I need to speak to him。 It's very urgent。〃
〃One moment; please;〃 the secretary said。
A moment passed; and another secretary was on the phone。 〃Mr。 Velmano's office。〃
Gray identified himself again; and asked for her boss。
〃He's in a meeting;〃 she said。
〃So am I;〃 Gray said。 〃Go to the meeting; tell him who I am; and tell him his picture will be on the front page of the Post at midnight tonight。〃
〃Well; yes sir。〃
Within seconds; Velmano said; 〃Yes; what's going on?〃
Gray identified himself for the third time; and explained about the recorder。
〃I understand;〃 Velmano snapped。
We're running a story in the morning about your client; Victor Mattiece; and his involvement in the assassinations of Justices Rosenberg and Jensen。〃
〃Great! We'll sue your ass for the next twenty years。 You're out in left field; buddy。 We'll own the Post。〃
〃Yes sir。 Remember; I'm recording this。〃
〃Record all you want! You'll be named as a defendant。 This will be great! Victor Mattiece will own the Washington Post! This is fabulous!〃
Gray shook his head in disbelief at Darby。 The editors smiled at the floor。 This was about to be very funny。
〃Yes sir。 Have you heard of the pelican brief? We have a copy。〃
Dead silence。 Then a distant grunt; like the last gasp of a dying dog。 Then more silence。
〃Mr。 Velmano。 Are you there?〃
〃Yes。〃
We also have a copy of a memo you sent to Sims Wakefield; dated September 28; in which you suggest your client's position will be greatly improved if Rosenberg and Jensen are removed from the Court。 We have a source that tells us this idea was researched by one called Einstein; who sits in a library on the sixth floor; I believe。〃
Silence。
Gray continued。 〃We have the story ready to run; but I wanted to give you the chance to ment。 Would you care to ment; Mr。 Velmano?〃
〃I have a headache。〃
〃Okay。 Anything else?〃
〃Will you run the memo word for word?〃
〃Yes。〃
〃Will you run my picture?〃
〃Yes。 It's an old one from a Senate hearing。〃
〃You son of a bitch。〃
〃Thank you。 Anything else?〃
〃I notice you've waited until five o'clock。 An hour earlier; and we could've run to court and stopped this damned thing。〃
〃Yes sir。 It was planned that way。〃
〃You son of a bitch。〃
〃Okay。〃
〃You don't mind ruining people; do you?〃 His voice trailed off; and he was almost pitiful。 What a marvelous quote。 Gray had mentioned the recorder twice; but Velmano was too shocked to remember it。
〃No sir。 Anything else?〃
〃Tell Jackson Feldman the lawsuit will be filed at nine in the morning; just as soon as the courthouse opens。〃
〃I'll do that。 Do you deny you wrote the memo?〃
〃Of course。〃
〃Do you deny the existence of the memo?〃
〃It's a fabrication。〃
〃There's no lawsuit; Mr。 Velmano; and I think you know it。〃
Silence; then; 〃You son of a bitch。〃
The phones clicked; and they were listening to the dial tone。 They smiled at each other in disbelief。
〃Don't you want to be a journalist; Darby?〃 Smith Keen asked。
〃Oh; this is fun;〃 she said。 〃But I was almost mugged twice yesterday。 No; thanks。〃
Feldman stood and pointed to the recorder。 〃I wouldn't use any of that。〃
〃But I sort of liked the part about ruining lives。 And what about the lawsuit threats?〃 Gray asked。
〃You don't need it; Gray。 The story takes up the entire front page now。 Maybe later。〃
〃There was a knock at the door。 It was Krauthammer。Voyles wants to see you;〃 he said to Feldman。
〃Bring him in here。〃
Gray stood quickly and Darby walked to the window。 The sun was fading and the shadows were falling。 Traffic inched along the street。 There was no sign of Stump and his band of confederates; but they were there; no doubt waiting on darkness; no doubt plotting one last effort to kill her; either for prevention or revenge。 Gray said he had a plan to exit the building without gunfire after the deadline。 He wasn't specific。
Voyles entered with K。 O。 Lewis。 Feldman introduced them to Gray Grantham; and to Darby Shaw。 Voyles walked to her; smiling and looking up。 〃So you're the one who started all this;〃 he said in an attempt at admiration。 It didn't work。
〃She instantly despised him。I think it was Mattiece;〃 she said coolly。 He turned away and took off the trench coat。
〃Can we sit?〃 he asked in general。
They sat around the table…Voyles; Lewis; Feldman; Keen; Grantham; and Krauthammer。 Darby stood by the window。
〃I have some ments for the record;〃 Voyles announced; taking a sheet of paper from Lewis。 Gray began taking notes。
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