enzy. My "last words" accusing a high-ranking FBI agent and mentioning the First Lady were leaked, and the story exploded.

e against the diplomat, was exposed. I was framed with manufactured evidence, and Matt

exon

Scott stood beside the President' s chief of staff, his face a mask of stone-cold fury and humiliation. The First L

United States government offers its deepest apologies. We are prep

gaze drift to Matthew. I didn

ith practiced weakness. "Compensation can' t brin

forward, my eyes l

e knew I was innocent. He railroaded me... because he hated tha

o hard I thought it would

hest dramatically. "You knew how I

ing to my forehead.

d his fingers. "Get the White

se minutes later, he returned, looking directly at the President. "Sir, Ms. Full

silent. Every

ointed it directly at the stunned

BI gala... there was so much alcohol. He... he took advantage of me

a poorly kept secret in Washington' s inner circles, gets his subordinate pregnant and then frames her for a

like granite. He saw the p

Elyse, then to me. His dec

s," he declared. "And t

mmediately. A quiet ceremony at the courthouse. You

e' d been shot. "Mr.

t cut him off, his voice ice. "Or you

oward his wife, a cl

ly unnerved. She gave Matthew a tiny, alm

the man who tried to kill me. My in