"I
think in this instance, you shouldn't offer the information," Harrison
Carter said, when Jennifer voiced her thoughts. "If they ask, then yes,
tell them, but … well, I think you need to get that to George and Vincent as
soon as possible."
"You're
thinking Genghis?" Joan said.
"We
are on his radar," he said, while Jennifer muffled a groan and Puck
whimpered once and pressed hard against her, offering comfort. "Unless
this man from your sordid past has a grudge against you, and the means to
follow through on it, Genghis is the most logical option."
Jennifer
agreed, and managed to smile at his very subtle joke. She had spoken more with Elizabeth
about her past than anyone at Quarry Hall, but it was understood that whatever
she knew, she told her husband. Carter had proven it on several occasions, when
he offered bits of advice about dealing with the fallout from the destruction
of her parents' marriage. More than ten years later, Jennifer was still trying
to put the pieces together, and suffering from the delayed ricochet of the
metaphorical shrapnel. If her mother had known what long-lasting consequences
would result from her affair, would she have continued down that path? Would
she have insisted that she hadn't done anything wrong, even as the reactions of
others destroyed several Air Force careers and two families?
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