CHAPTER 55
First Lady Lindsey Grant had gone straight to bed the night before. It had been a mistake.
The pen cup on her desk was turned around backwards, could have been that way when she arrived last night. Today’s schedule was already a mess beyond belief and now she had to find another hole in it.
She grabbed her agenda and a pen, twisting the cup back into its normal position as she extracted the pen. Her secretary had been there before her. By some dint of magic, Tina had worked a thirty-minute swim into a fully booked schedule. So either Tina had been the cup turner, or had connected that the First Lady needed a swim whenever her pen cup was turned. It was a little game that they both pretended the other didn’t know.
But she definitely owed Tina another plate of cookies for maki
