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“Oh, for God’s sake,” Woodrow muttered and dropped his
head into his upraised hand.
“We didn’t know that when she was invited to testify on the
Eastern European problem – not that it would have made a
difference. It was the mention of her in The Post article that
caught Michael Horn’s interest. We know he’s called her
Hermosa Beach office multiple times but so far we have no
record of him calling Bates’ cell.”
“Wonderful.” Woodrow rolled his eyes.
“The current administrator of Ha Kuna House naturally
blocked access to her mother and notified the project director.
You may want to touch base there and offer some assistance.”
“Why isn’t he letting her see the woman? I doubt she’s in
any shape to do any harm and denial will look suspicious,”
Woodrow complained.
“It’s not just visitation. Bates has gone to court. She wants
guardianship transferred. The judge is moving slowly which
gives us time to consider our options. He’s asked the house for
records on the commitment and her care.”
“Don’t have the government contest it. Cut the woman
loose and this all goes away. She can’t be in any condition to
compromise anyone at this point. Bates will be happy and
forget about the facility.”
“The problem is that no one knows what will happen if the
mother is in an uncontrolled environment.” Eugene finished
his drink. “I’ve met Josie Bates. She is going to want answers.
If she gets them, history becomes a current event and Senator
Patriota gets dragged into the mess. I don’t think that’s the
way you want to start a campaign.”
“You have a point there,” Woodrow muttered.
The two men retreated into their own thoughts both
considering the fragility of power and how it could be
rendered impotent by inconsequential people: an attorney from
California, a businessman from Cleveland, a woman without
memory, and even a dead man.