much of a shot at this thing.'
'What happened to my little miss sunshine?'
Michelle glanced in the rearview mirror. 'It got burned off back at that house. Those kids are devastated.'
'Of course they are. But they'll be even more devastated if we don't find Willa.' Two Secret Service agents were outside Tuck's hospital room, but they had been notified of Sean and Michelle's visit and the pair was quickly allowed in. Tuck was sitting up in bed looking groggy. An IV stand was next to the bed with a unit of meds hanging on it and a line running to Tuck's arm.
Sean introduced Michelle and put a hand on the man's shoulder. 'I'm so sorry about Pam,' he said.
Tears slid down Tuck's face. 'I can't believe it. I can't believe she's gone.'
'We just saw John and Colleen.'
'How are they?' Tuck sat up straighter in his anxiety.
'As best as can be expected,' Sean said diplomatically.
'And Willa? Any news?'
Sean glanced at Michelle and pulled up a chair and sat down next to the bed. 'No. What can you tell us about that night?'
Michelle drew closer. 'Just take your time. Don't rush it.'
As it turned out, Tuck could not tell them that much. He'd been in the bedroom when he'd heard a scream. He'd rushed to the door and then something hit him in the head hard.
'Docs say I have the mother of all concussions but no permanent damage.'
'What time did it happen?'
'I'd gone upstairs to change. I'd been at a meeting out of town. I got home late.'
'How late?'
'A little bit after eleven.'
'We got there at 11:30,' said Sean.
Tuck looked confused. 'You were there?'
Sean took a minute to explain. 'Where were you coming in from?'
'Jacksonville.'
'You drove home in your Mercedes?'
'That's right. How'd you know?'
'You drove straight home? No stops?'
'Yeah, why?'
'Well, if someone were following you, you might have noticed something if you stopped.'
'Why would someone be following me?'
'Sean's point is that whoever attacked your family might have followed you home.'
'You mean it was random?'
'They see somebody in a late-model Mercedes, it's not unheard-of Tuck.'
Tuck put a hand over his face. 'Jesus, I can't believe this.'
'You mind my asking what the meeting was about?'
Tuck slowly removed his hand. 'Nothing too exciting. You know I'm a defense contractor. We have a small office down in Jacksonville. My company is a subcontractor on a team working on a biodefense proposal for Homeland Security. We were just polishing our submission.'
'And you got back right in time to get your head crunched,' said Michelle.
Tuck spoke slowly. 'They told me about Pam. How she died.'
'Who? The police?'
'Guys in suits. FBI, I think they said. Head's still not working right. Sorry.'
They asked him the same questions that they had the children and got the same unhelpful answers.
Tuck smiled weakly. 'It was a great day for Willa. She got to go to Camp David for her birthday. How many kids get to do that?'
'Not many,' agreed Michelle. 'Too bad you had to miss it.'
'First time I ever missed one. And Camp David too. I've never been there.'
'It's pretty rustic,' said Sean. 'So the First Lady has played a big part in Willa's life?'
'Oh yeah. I mean to the extent she has time. Some days I still can't believe she's married to the president. Hell, I can't believe that I'm his brother-in-law.'
'But you two have always been close?'
'Yeah. I like Dan too. Even voted for him.' Tuck managed a smile before choking back a sob. 'I can't understand why anyone would do this, Sean.'
'There's one elephant in the room on that, Tuck,' he said.
'You mean that it's connected to Dan and Jane?'
'Folks know you're family. You're a much easier target.'
'But if that's the case what do they want? If it's money the president can't just dip into the Treasury and pay a ransom.'
Sean and Michelle exchanged another glance as Tuck looked from one to the other. 'I mean he can't, right?'
'Let's just focus on the facts, Tuck. There'll be plenty of time for speculation.'
'We don't have time, Sean. What about Willa? They've got Willa. She could be…' He sat up in his agitation.
Sean gently pushed him back down on the bed. 'Look, Tuck, the FBI is all over this and we're going to do everything we can too. What we need now is for everybody to remain calm and just tell us what they know.'
Sean pulled out the copy of the markings on Pam's arms.
'Do you recognize this?'
'No, why?'
'The FBI didn't ask you about it?'
'No. What the hell is it?'
'This stuff was written on Pam's arms with a black pen.'
'Oh my God. Is it some sort of cult thing? Is that what this is?' Tuck's expression changed from anger to terror. 'Has some kind of modern-day Charlie Manson freak with a beef against the government got Willa?'
The nurse came in the room and said sternly, 'I'm going to have to ask both of you to leave. You're clearly upsetting him.'
Michelle started to protest but Sean said, 'Right, sorry.' He gripped Tuck's arm. 'You just focus on getting well. John and Colleen really need you, okay?'
Tuck gave a quick nod and sank back on the bed.
A few minutes later Sean and Michelle were climbing in her SUV.
'Got one question,' said Michelle.
'Just one? I'm impressed.'
'Why was Tuck out of town at a meeting on the day of his daughter's birthday at Camp David? I mean, the polish meeting in Jacksonville couldn't wait? Or you couldn't do it by video conference? And was it just me or did he really seem to want to know if the president could pay a ransom from the U.S. Treasury?'
'He jumped on the cult thing a little too quickly too. That's why I didn't ask him about Pam wanting to meet with us, because it could be she wanted to meet with us about Tuck.'
'So you suspect him?'
'I suspect everybody. That's why I didn't mention it to Jane Cox either.'
'I liked your tactic in nailing down that he drove straight home. But do you think this really was just a random thing?'
'No, I don't.'
'Then do you think this is really tied to the First Family?'
'I did until Tuck said it.'
'Said what?'
'That he was working on a big biodefense project for the government.'
