Part 1: The Last Ballot Cast
A Jim McGill Novel
by
Joseph Flynn
Stray Dog Press, Inc.
Springfield, IL
2012
Praise for Joseph Flynn’s novels
“Flynn is an excellent storyteller.” — Booklist
“Flynn keeps the pages turning.” — Houston Chronicle
“Flynn propels his plot with potent but flexible force.” — Publishers Weekly
Digger
“A mystery cloaked as cleverly as (and perhaps better than) any John Grisham work.”
— Denver Post
“Surefooted, suspenseful and in its breathless final moments unexpectedly heartbreaking.”
— Booklist
“An exciting, gritty, emotional page-turner.”— Robert K. Tannenbaum, New York Times Bestselling Author of True Justice
The Next President
“The Next President bears favorable comparison to such classics as The Best Man, Advise and Consent and The Manchurian Candidate.” — Booklist
“A thriller fast enough to read in one sitting.” — Rocky Mountain News
The President’s Henchman
“Marvelously entertaining.” — ForeWord Magazine
Also by Joseph Flynn
The Concrete Inquisition
Digger
The Next President
Hot Type
Farewell Performance
Gasoline, Texas
The President’s Henchman, A Jim McGill Novel [#1]
The Hangman’s Companion, A Jim McGill Novel [#2]
The K Street Killer, A Jim McGill Novel [#3]
Nailed
Round Robin
Blood Street Punx
One False Step
Still Coming
Still Coming Expanded Edition
Tall Man in Ray-Bans, A John Tall Wolf Novel
Table of Contents
Dedication
Acknowledgements
Copyright
Author’s Note
Cast of Characters
1 – August 20, 2011
2 – August 22-August 31, 2011
3 – September, 2011
4 – October, 2011
5 – November, 2011
Part 2: The Last Ballot Cast
About the Author
Part 1 of this book is dedicated to all the readers who were kind enough to write to me and tell me how much they like my books, especially those of you who took the time to post reviews online or otherwise spread the good word.
Acknowledgements
My thanks to Jim Sullivan, instructor for Natural Spirit International, who shared with me some of his encyclopedic knowledge of the martial arts. And to Susan C. McIntyre, RN, MSN, CNS, my senior go-to person on medical matters. If I got anything wrong in either of these areas, it’s either a matter of literary license or I just messed up.
Copyright
Part 1: The Last Ballot Cast
A Jim McGill Novel
by
Joseph Flynn
Published by Stray Dog Press, Inc.
Springfield, IL 62704, U.S.A.
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Author’s Note
This is a work of fiction. Some parts of the story overlap current realities, political and otherwise, but it is not intended to be an exact duplicate of the real world. How could it be? This novel, like the other Jim McGill books, features a female U.S. president and her husband who’s a private investigator. Some readers have told me they wish these characters were real but they are not.
This book brings several story lines from previous McGill books to their conclusions, as well as telling the story of an imagined presidential campaign. That’s a lot of ground to cover and it took 900+ pages to do so. In order to make the novel a more accessible buying and reading experience, I divided it into two approximately equal parts. Be sure to read Part 1 first.
Cast of Characters
James J. (Jim) McGill, second husband of President Patricia Darden Grant, aka The President’s Henchman
Patricia Darden Grant, President of the United States, former Congresswoman, wife of Jim McGill, widow of Andrew Hudson Grant
Margaret “Sweetie” Sweeney, Jim McGill’s investigative partner, former police partner
Putnam Shady, lobbyist, landlord and lover of Margaret Sweeney
Galia Mindel, Chief of Staff to President Grant
Stephen Norwood, Galia Mindel’s Deputy Chief of Staff
Edwina Byington, the president’s personal secretary
Mather Wyman, Vice President, Kira’s Fahey Yates’ uncle
Celsus Crogher, Secret Service Agent in charge of White House Security Detail
Elspeth Kendry, Secret Service Special Agent
Donald “Deke” Ky, McGill’s Secret Service bodyguard
Leo Levy, McGill’s armed driver, ex NASCAR race driver
Carolyn [McGill] Enquist, first wife of Jim McGill
Lars Enquist, Carolyn’s [McGill] second husband
Abbie McGill, oldest child of Jim McGill and his first wife Carolyn
Kenny McGill, middle child, only son of Jim McGill and his first wife Carolyn
Caitie McGill, youngest child of Jim McGill and his first wife Carolyn
Andrew Hudson Grant, President Grant’s 1st husband
Captain Welborn Yates, Air Force Office of Special Investigations
Kira Fahey Yates, wife of Welborn Yates
Artemus Nicolaides, White House physician
Clare Tracy, Jim McGill’s college sweetheart
Dikran “Dikki” Missirian, McGill’s business landlord
Sir Robert Reed, Welborn Yates’ British father
Carina Linberg, USAF colonel, retired
Liesl Eberhardt, Kenny’s sometime girlfriend
Chana Lochlan, television reporter; source of leaks from WorldWide News
Admiral David Dexter, Chairman of the Join Chiefs
Byron DeWitt, FBI Deputy Director
Daryl Cheveyo, CIA officer, Damon Todd’s agency contact
Michael Jaworsky, Attorney General
Linda Otani, Deputy Attorney General
Rev. Burke Godfrey, Pastor of Salvation’s Path Church, husband of Erna
Erna Godfrey, anti-abortion activist, incarcerated murderer; wife of Rev. Burke Godfrey
Benton Williams, lawyer for Rev. Godfrey
Sir Edbert Bickford, CEO of global media empire WorldWide News
Hugh Collier, nephew of Sir Bickford
Ellie Booker, producer for WorldWide News
Damon Todd, deranged psychotherapist [aka Danny Templeton]
Arn Crosby, “retired” member o
f CIA
Olin Anderson, “retired” member of CIA
Stanwick, “retired” member of CIA
Linley Boland, auto thief [aka Jackie Richmond]
Alice Tompkins, [aka Mary] owner of Mango Mary’s bar in Key West
Tom T. Wright, billionaire and Super PAC contributor
Reynard Dix, Chairman of the Republican National Committee
Henry Melchior, Chairman of the Democratic National Committee
Elected Officials and Staff
Charles Talbert, Senator from Indiana, Republican
Sheryl Kimbrough, professor at Indiana University, Republican elector from Indiana
Cassidy Kimbrough, daughter of Sheryl Kimbrough
Howard Hurlbert, Senator from Mississippi, Republican
Merilee Parker, former press secretary for Sen. Howard Hurlbert
Bobby Beckley, Sen Hurlbert’s campaign manager and chief of staff
Derek Geiger, deceased Republican Speaker of the House
Roger Michaelson, Senator from Oregon, Democrat
Bob Merriman, former Chief of Staff to Senator Michaelson
John Wexford, Senator from Michigan, Democrat, Senate Majority Leader
Richard Bergen, Senator from Illinois, Democrat, assistant majority leader
Marlene Berman, Representative from New York, Democrat, House minority leader
Diego Paz, Representative from California, Democrat, assistant minority leader
Peter Profitt, Representative from North Carolina, Republican, House Majority Leader
Darrin Neff, Senator from South Carolina, [Republican]
Jim McKee, Senator from North Carolina, [Republican]
Beau Brunelle, Senator from Louisiana, [Republican]
Dan Crockett, Senator from Tennessee, [Republican]
Jean Morrissey, Governor of Minnesota, [Democrat]
Frank Morrissey, Governor Morrissey’s brother and confidant
Eugene Rinaldo, Governor of New York [Democrat]
Edward Mulcahy, Governor of Illinois [Democrat]
Lara Chavez, Governor of California [Democrat]
John Patrick Granby, Secretary of State from New Hampshire
Paul Brandstetter, Secretary of State from Iowa
Charles Delmain, Secretary of State from South Carolina
Alberto Calendri, Chief Justice of the U.S. Supreme Court
Titus Hawkins, Associate Justice of the U.S. Supreme Court
The Last Ballot Cast: Part 1
1
Saturday, August 20, 2011
George Washington University Hospital
James J. McGill stood outside the operating room — he couldn’t go inside without breaking the sterile field — where his wife Patti, the President of the United States, lay anesthetized.
Artemus Nicolaides, the White House physician, had told him he had to decide quickly whether to allow the procedure to harvest the president’s bone marrow cells to continue.
McGill’s son, Kenny, was suffering from acute myelogenous leukemia. He’d already received the chemotherapy and radiation treatments needed to destroy all the diseased bone marrow cells in his body. Now, Kenny had to have the infusion of healthy cells from Patti that would keep him alive — and he had to have it fast.
Patti was the only donor available with compatible cells.
But Nick had just told McGill there was a problem with the president.
“It’s called mitral valve prolapse,” Nick said. “The president had no history of this condition, had been completely asymptomatic until her heart began to beat irregularly as she entered the second stage of anesthesia.We were fortunate that —”
“Nick, just get to it,” McGill ordered. “Tell me what the risks are for Patti and Kenny.”
The physician nodded. “For the president, the risk is that a reflux of blood from the left ventricle could enter the atrium and possibly cause a stroke. The stroke might be either disabling or fatal.”
McGill felt his own heart turn to stone.
“But without the infusion from Patti —”
“Kenny will surely die,” Nick said with a mournful look.
“What are the chances Patti will suffer a stroke?”
“We can’t say precisely.”
That left McGill with no real choice. There was only one way that the lives of both the people he loved might be saved.
He told Nick, “Tell the doctors to harvest the cells for Kenny.”
“You’re sure?” He didn’t remind McGill it was the president’s life he was risking.
“I am. Do it. Don’t let anyone decide otherwise.”
The grim expression on McGill’s face made clear that anyone refusing to follow his wishes would be placing his own life in jeopardy.
Looking through a window in one of the doors to the OR, the White House physician tapped an intercom button on the wall twice, producing two buzzes.
Someone inside the OR must have looked questioningly at Nick.
As if to say: You’re sure about that?
Nick nodded.
McGill put his face next to Nick’s to make sure the message was received.
But everybody in the operating room already had their eyes back on Patti.
Except for the capped-and-gowned Secret Service agents standing guard.
Maybe they had been the ones to second-guess McGill’s decision.
Too damn bad. It was his choice alone to make.
Having done so, McGill was now too numb to either hope or pray.
All he could do was wait.
Northern Virginia
The place, appropriate to its purposes, had many names. Officially, it was referred to as a military reservation known as the Armed Forces Experimental Training Activity (AFETA). In a more colloquial fashion, it was called Camp Peary. Its nickname was simply The Farm.
As foreign intelligence agencies and fans of popular culture all knew, the nine-thousand acre, enclosed woodland was the developmental facility for “career trainees,” some of whom would graduate to become CIA spies. Less well known was the cluster of rehabilitated buildings on the site that dated back to Colonial times. This hub was surrounded by its own security features and housed a number of “inpatients,” former agents who had suffered “cognitive impairment.” That was, as a result of stress, post-traumatic or simply job related, they’d suffered mental breakdowns. They could no longer be trusted not to reveal the secrets they’d sworn to take to their graves with them.
The facilities for these damaged agents were known collectively as The Funny Farm.
Of the inpatients, there was only one who had never been on the Company payroll. He had been a wannabe, a psychiatrist who had aspired to work for the CIA. The man had developed a technique for resisting interrogations called crafted personalities. It had aroused genuine interest from the people at the top of the national security food chain. Before the shrink could be brought into the fold, though, he had gone off the deep end and had tried to kill the president’s husband, James J. McGill.
The wannabe’s name was Dr. Damon Todd.
He currently presented himself as a ten-year-old boy, Danny Templeton.
Most of the staff at The Funny Farm called him Twitch.
The docs and the interrogators at The Funny Farm had been trying for almost three years to coax or coerce Dr. Todd into abandoning his assumed persona as ten-year-old Danny without a hint of success. The irony was that the longer Todd resisted their efforts the more they wanted to succeed. If Todd would only come forward and share his secret with the agency, it would give the United States a huge advantage in the field of human intelligence gathering.
A spy who couldn’t be made to reveal secrets would be a wish come true.
From what the agency had learned first hand from working on Todd, he had found the holy grail, a way to make operatives interrogation resistant, if not for a lifetime at least long enough to render time-sensitive intelligence obsolete.
The bastard had been truly cun
ning in conceiving his cover identity. Danny Templeton, to around-the-clock observation, believed he was a young boy from Eau Claire, Wisconsin. He thought he lived on a family farm with his mother, Lorraine, known as Lori, his father, Chester, known as Chet, his older brother, Michael, known as Chill, and younger brother, Charles, known as Chucky. He was a student in the fifth grade at Lakeshore Elementary School. He went to church at Grace Lutheran. He was a member of Cub Scout den 175.
The cover identity was so detailed and so consistently repeated in dozens of interrogations that the agency sent a team to Eau Claire to check Todd’s story for accuracy. Damn, if he didn’t have things exactly right. There was a farm family named Templeton there. The school, church and Cub Scout den were real, too. The only thing missing was any documentary evidence that Danny Templeton had ever existed. Reading the investigators’ report produced a great sense of respect for Todd’s craftsmanship.
Until one deep thinker suggested that maybe Danny Templeton had been part of a sleeper cell, and Damon Todd had been his cover identity. Maybe the Russians had left the Templetons in place and one or both of the other sons or even Mom and Dad would be activated for some nefarious purpose in the future.
Speculative paranoia was one of the primary mindsets at the CIA.
Another team was sent to Wisconsin to investigate the farm family, going back at least as far as either Mom or Dad had been alive.
Meanwhile, the interrogation teams continued to deal with a subject who presented himself as a young boy. His emotional vulnerability, senses of terror and despair were spot on. Techniques such as sleep deprivation, minimal calorie diets and enforced exercise were met with cries for “Mom,” tears and pathetic pleadings to stop.
Danny Templeton wound up screwing with his interrogators’ sense of self-worth.
The more strategies they tried to open him up, the less they thought of themselves as decent human beings. In desperation, a plan was hatched to use drugs. Nothing exotic or extreme. Simple sedative-hypnotics. Sleeping pills. The thought was if Todd got a long period of deep sleep, his consciousness might reboot to its root personality.