"Woods, Stuart - The Run" - читать интересную книгу автора (Woods Stuart)

"Mostly about what a huge pain in the ass being first lady would be."

"Oh, it might have its upside--weekends at Camp David, travel on Air
Force One, that sort of thing."

"I'd have to make a lot of speeches, and you know how I hate doing
that."

"Well, how about this? If Joe has already appointed you DCI, I could
reappoint you. Then I could hire a first lady."

"Just run an ad, you mean?"

"Why not?"

"Well, I must admit, the idea of being appointed and then reappointed
has its appeal, but the substitute wife doesn't."

"I'm glad to hear it." Will turned into the entrance of the little
airport at College Park, which had been founded by the Wright Brothers
and was located on the grounds of the University of Maryland. He drove
down the taxiway to where his airplane was tied down, got out of the
car, and unlocked the cabin door. The airplane was new, a Piper
Malibu-Mirage, a six-seat, pressurized single engine aircraft, loaded
with the latest equipment. Will had traded his elderly Cessna for it a
couple of months before, and it made trips back to Georgia a lot faster
and more comfortable.

He climbed in and lowered the rear seat backs, then stowed the luggage
Kate handed him. She drove the Suburban back to the little office and
parked it there.

Will had nearly finished his preflight inspection when Kate returned.

She started to say something, but her voice was drowned out by the noise
of a large helicopter setting down on the grass nearby. Will recognized
it immediately.

So did Kate.

"I thought the president had already gone home to California for
Christmas," she said.

"I thought so, too," Will said. The air stair door of the helicopter was
lowered, but the engines were kept running. A young Marine officer in a
crisp uniform left the craft and came jogging toward where Will and Kate
stood.

He ran up to them and saluted smartly.