Chapter Eight

28th December, 1998

The White House

First Lady Samantha Rawlings

It's been three days, three days since Lana was kidnapped.To say that I was devastated would be an understatement, I was crushed. At times, different thoughts run through my  mind. I can't afford to lose my daughter to those terrorists. 

   Freddie has been acting strange since he returned from the meeting with Joel. Whenever I approach the issue, he finds it difficult to look me in the eye and always tries to dodge any question I ask him. I have a feeling he is hiding something and I intend to find out what it is.

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 "Darling, you still haven't told me how your meeting with JG went" I said, leaning on the kitchen door drinking my usual black coffee.

      "Its nothing really. All I kno