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Chapter 24
Mark and Doris were chatting with David and Karen when the door of the safe house opened, giving way for Hansen and Joseph, the latter plunging into his mother’s arms. Karen kissed him repeatedly and asked how they had been with the President.
“He’s a good man, but very serious”, Joseph told her. “He doesn’t want David to be with us.”
“Why? David asked. “What did he say, doctor?”
Hansen sighed disconsolate.
“He said even though you were acting in self-defense, and in ours, you should be investigated for the deaths of those people. Like me, because of what I did.”
“And what’s the President going to do?” Karen asked.
“He’ll have the NYPD look after us until he decides what to do with us. He has a lot of pressure from The Vatican and Israel ...”
“Pressure?” Mark interjected. “Why are they pressuring him?”
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