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Chapter Thirty

18th January, 1999

The White House

President Freddie Rawlings

        "I talked to Gregor yesterday" I said to Samantha who was brewing some coffee. Her hands froze, putting the coffee machine away as she picked up the mugs, handing me one. She slowly took a sip, her mind assessing what I just told her.

            "How is he ?" She said, finally.

I put down my mug, trying to figure out what to say. Was Gregor fine?. Well, that was definitely a no. Was he sick?, I didn't think so. I guess I could safely say that he was 'fine'.

              "He's fine, I guess" I said, taking a light sip from the steaming cup.

              "Freddie" Samantha sighed, putting her mug down.

              "Yeah" I whispered, also doing the same.

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