CHAPTER EIGHT
12:30 p.m.
The Situation Room, United States Naval Observatory – Washington, DC
“Should I be in on this?” Michael Parowski said.
Susan nodded. “I want you there.”
They were on the ground floor of the New White House, walking briskly toward the Situation Room. Kat Lopez trailed two steps behind them. Two Secret Service men trailed two steps behind Kat.
“What do you want to tell people?”
Susan shrugged. “There’s no need to tell anyone anything, or even announce your presence. Kurt Kimball often kicks some people out if things go to a high level, but otherwise, no one would be shocked to see a sitting Congressman in there.”
“When will we tell people?”
Susan glanced back. “Kat?”
“We’ve got a tentative date of Wednesday, nine a.m. We’re putting together a press conferenc
