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Dutch’s advice, they had Sam
with them, too.
    “Hello,
sir,” Christian said.   “Hello, Mrs.
Harber.”
    “Hi,
Christian,” Gina said with a smile.   “Hey, Mark.”
    “What’s up?”
Marcus said.   Although he faulted both of
them for kicking him out of the White House and making him feel like tossed-out
garbage, he knew he had to stay on good terms with his sister.   When it all came down to where the rubber
meets the road, Gina, even he understood, was all he had.
    “Where’s
Samantha?” Dutch asked.
    “In the
bedroom,” Jade said.   “It was scary, Daddy.”
    “She’s still
in a state?” he asked.   Christian knew
she was never really in any state to begin with, but he didn’t know how to say
it without setting Jade off.
    “It was so
scary,” Jade said again.
    Dutch kissed
her on the forehead.   “I’ll be back,” he said
as he headed down the hall.   Jade
immediately moved to follow him, but Christian grabbed her arm.   “Let your Dad handle it,” he said.
    “It’s my
mother, Christian,” Jade snapped, snatching her arm away from him.   “What are you talking about?”
    “Jade,” Marcus
said in that deep, cool delivery of his.   Jade looked at him.   He shook his
head, his attractive face revealing nothing.   But it revealed enough, because Jade backed off.   Christian looked at Gina, to see if somebody
else saw the influence Marcus was beginning to have on Jade.   Apparently she did because Gina, he noticed,
was staring at Marcus.
    Dutch walked
down the hall to the second of the two small guest rooms.   As soon as he entered the open door, he saw
Sam.   She was standing at the window, her
back to the door, in a pair of sheer pajamas.   Dutch walked to her.
    “Hello,
Sam,” he said to avoid scaring her.
    But when she
turned her small body toward him, and he saw the confusion, the pain, the
anxiety on her face, his heart plunged.   Poor Sam , he wanted to say, but knew she
would hate him if he did.
    “What are
you doing here?” she asked, surprised to see the president standing there.  
    She looked
more like Jade’s sister than her mother, it seemed to
him, as she stood there in her skimpy bed wear.   “Our daughter gave me a call,” he said.
    “I don’t
know why Jade does that,” Sam said.   “I
told her I was fine.   I just have rough
nights sometimes.   I woke up talking to
myself from some dream and she blows it all out of proportion.   She knows I have nights like this sometimes.”
    Dutch was
now standing beside her at the window.   He leaned against the frame.   “You
weren’t seeing people?” he asked.
    Sam turned
slightly sideways, her braless breasts jiggling.   Dutch looked back into her face.   She smiled.   “I was joking with her.   I told
her I saw dead people, yes, I told her that.   But I also told her that she was going to be one of those dead people I
saw if she didn’t get out of this room and leave me alone.”
    Dutch would
have smiled.   But he was concerned about
Jade.   “And she knew you were joking?”
    “Of course
she knew!   She knows how disagreeable I
can be when she makes a fuss.   I hate
that with a passion.”
    That sounded
exactly like Sam.   “Understood,” he said.
    Then she
turned again slightly, and one of her sizeable breasts almost spilled out over
her top.   “And here you come
running.   You have really spoiled her,
you know that?”
    Dutch looked
slightly alarmed.   “Spoiled her?   Me?   I
wouldn’t think so.”
    “You don’t
have to think so.   It’s a fact.   Jade has you wrapped right around her little
finger.”
    Dutch didn’t
know what to say to that.  
    “Anyway,”
Sam said, “how are you?   You look tired.”
    “I’m okay.”
    “That wife
of yours treating you right?”
    Dutch
remembered just how right Gina had treated him not that long ago.   “Yes,” he said.
    “Good,” Sam
said.    Then she smiled.   “You’re a good guy, you know that?”
    Dutch