A Presidential Affair

Ch 7. - Watched

JANUARY 13 2017: The Same Day: S.S. Director Paul Gentry

Once the president gave me information about this boy, Henry Tibout, birth name, Henry Luciano. I started researching information on his mother, whom the president said was the reasoning behind Mr. Tibout's hatred and lurking.

After dubious amounts of research, I was able to find information on Miranda Luciano. It appears she had been killed a few years ago, in Tijuana, Mexico by a cartel in the area, a year after being deported. Another page of the information in regards to Miranda Luciano, stated that she had asked Claxton for help at the time when he was governor of New York.

I could see why the boy was upset, all in all he believes that Claxton could've helped his mom, and after reading the statement made by Claxton to the woman, I can see why there's so much pent up anger. There wasn't much Claxton could do for Miranda at that time, but he didn't even seem to try.

Although, it's no reason to lash out. I too have had my hatred for the government but I learned from it and turned myself into a law-abiding citizen and worked my way up as a secret service director, everyone reacts differently.

I called the President immediately to let him know the new information. I waited for him to answer while the phone call began,

"President Claxton speaking."

"Hello sir, Director Gentry speaking." In the background, I heard a woman laughing, while he tried to quiet her.

"Sorry, that's just...my wife." I liked how close to his family Claxton was. Subconsciously I turned towards the front door and saw, his, wife?

"Yes, sir. Are you sure you are safe?" He stayed silent a moment before speaking.

"Yes, Gentry. Of course, Now. What is it you called me for." I knew now wasn't the moment to pry.

"You were right. Henry Tibout, also known as Henry Luciano is indeed the son of Miranda Luciano. You of course know of the two of them. We also noticed that Henry has been lurking through your files on personal devices for almost three years now. Currently, Mr. Tibout's location is unknown. We don't believe he is a severe threat, but he will face consequences."

The president stayed silent a moment before continuing.
"By lurking. What devices has he had access to? Does he still have access to them?"

"No sir, we have replaced all personal devices in your home and the best of our tech department has reinforced multiple firewalls. He will no longer be able to see any of your information, as of, today."

I heard the president let out a relieved sigh. "Very well then. Good work Gentry, have a great day."

(I would start the music here, my lovely humans)

With that our conversation and now the thought lingered in my head. Who was that woman. I walked over to the First Lady, Yvette Claxton and their two daughters. As I approached she smiled joyfully, "Ah, Gentry! Is Andrew here?" I nodded in opposition, "No ma'am." She looked perplexed.

"That's odd. I could've sworn he said he'd be here." Now I knew there was something sketchy going on. What could I possibly do? I couldn't tell the president's secret, whatever it was.

Now I knew why the president got extremely nervous when I informed him that he was being watched. Could he be hiding an affair? This could all implode, and explode very fast. I had to find Henry, and stop him before he caused a riot.