Pamela took a deep breath and began. “Most of the credit goes to Mr. Bradley Tiltfelt of the State Department. Once he realized the error of taking the carrier into the Black Sea and discovered the depths of Ukraine’s treachery, he was fully involved in all decisions from that point on.”
She turned to face the camera, pasting her most sincere, believable expression on her face. “Had it not been for him, matters would not have worked out as quickly as they did. This nation owes him a debt of gratitude.”
The anchor concluded the interview quickly, still at a loss as to why Pamela Drake had not proved to be the center of controversy once again. As soon as it was possible, Pamela slipped out of the studio and headed back to her luxurious apartment.
As she fought the traffic, maneuvering her black Porsche recklessly between the competing lines of traffic, her thoughts returned to Tombstone.
He’d humiliated her, embarrassed her?and worst of all, forced her to slant her news report to suit his own agenda. As she veered to avoid a heavily loaded school-bus, she made herself one promise.
Tombstone would pay for this. He would pay? and pay big.
