A Fresh Start
Early Monday morning, Jeffrey is back at Beacon when his cell phone rings, picking it up he answers after he sees that it is Cassie.
"I was wondering if you spoke to Alonzo yet."
"No, I just got up. I haven't even taken a shower yet."
"I know something is wrong Jeffrey. Alonzo has never avoided me like this."
"Alright, I'll call as soon as I get a shower and get dressed. We'll find out what's going on."
"Thank you." Cassie replies, clearly sounding relieved.
"I'll let you know what I find out."
They hang up and Jeffrey goes to get a shower. About ten minutes later, he walks out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. Reaching for his cell phone, he dials Alonzo's direct line. After a couple rings, a male's voice comes on the line.
"Prince William's private line, may I ask whose calling?"
"Who am I speaking with?"
"My name is Jodi, who is this?"
"This is Jeffrey O'Neill. I need to speak with Alonzo."
"His Highness is busy right now. I'll tell him…."
"No, I want to speak to him now." Jeffrey demands.
"He's in a meeting Sir."
"He'll want to speak to me. Now get him on the phone."
"Yes Sir, but he's not going to…"
"He won't care about the interruption, get him on the phone." Jeffrey replies, sounding more irritated by the second.
After putting Jeffrey on hold, Jodi pushes the intercom button. "Sir, I'm sorry to interrupt but there is a Jeffrey O'Neill on the phone. He wishes to speak to you."
"Jeffrey, which line?" William asks.
"He's on your private line Sir."
"Thank you, Jodi." He replies. Pushing the button for his private line, he looks over at Camille. "I need to take this call in private."
"Please Camille we'll finish this discussion later."
"Fine, but you're running out of time and you know it." Camille says, walking over to the door.
When she walks out and closes the door behind her, he pushes the button to connect the call. "Jeffrey, hello." William says. "I must say, I'm surprised to hear from you."
"I'm calling on behalf of Cassie."
"Cassie, what's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong with her. But she's been trying to get in touch with you but the palace operator won't let her through."
"What, why? They know who she is. There's no reason for them not to put her through."
"I don't know, but she's worried about Will and she wants to talk to you. I think she wants to come down for the summer, take a break."
"I heard about you and her and then Josh."
"Yes, and I think everything is catching up with her and she needs a break. She wants to come down there. I think she wants to feel close to Richard again."
"Well, she's more than welcome. And I know Will would love to see her."
"I'll tell her to call."
"No, I'll call her. And I'll speak with Palace communications."
"She would appreciate it. Listen I would love to talk but I've got a very busy morning and I'm already running late for a press conference and I have a meeting I have to attend."
"Then I'll let you go and I'll be sure to call Cassie."
"Thank you… Oh, Alonzo before you go there's another thing I wanted to ask."
"Can you get a sample of Edmund's DNA?"
"Yes, we take a sample of every prisoner before they're put into prison, just in case we need it to identify them. May I ask why you need it?"
"It's personal, but it has to do with my daughter and something that happened along time ago before your father died."
"I'll have the warden at Edmund's prison send the sample we collected to the palace and I'll send it to you."
"Thank you. I appreciate it."
"You're welcome. And I'll call Cassie immediately and take care of the other matter as well."
They hang up and Jeffrey calls Cassie at the farm. On the second ring she picks up. "Hello."
"Cassie its Jeffrey."
"Were you able to get through to Alonzo?"
"Yes, he should be calling you."
"Thank you; did he say what was wrong?"
"No but that he would look into it."
"Alright, I appreciate you calling him."
"You're welcome. I hate to call and run but I have a busy morning, so I need to get dressed."
"Of course, I'm sorry I take up so much of your time."
"It's alright. We'll talk again soon."
"Sure. See you around. And thank you."
"You're welcome." Jeffrey says and hangs up. Dressing quickly, he heads for City Hall.
The Governor is waiting when Jeffrey arrives. Holding out his hand, they shake hands as Jeffrey says, "I'm sorry I'm running behind this morning Governor, mayor." Jeffrey says, holding out his hand to shake it.
"It's alright, I just arrived myself. Are you ready?" The Governor asks.
"Yes sir." Jeffrey replies, as the Governor turns and walks towards the podium sitting in the center of the front doors of City Hall.
"Ladies and Gentleman, if you'll please take your seats we'll begin." The reporters move to sit down as Jeffrey takes his place beside the governor. "As many of you know the current mayor of Springfield was appointed to the office to cover for your elected Mayor, Mrs. Marler. As you also know, Mrs. Marler is currently in Cedars in coma and since her doctor can not specify a time as to when or if she will wake up. I have decided to step in and appoint a qualified person to the office.
Many of you will remember that Mr. O'Neill ran for and narrowly lost the mayors race last summer to Mrs. Marler. Given the information that has come to light since then about Mrs. Marler I have decided that she is not an appropriate candidate for the office. That being said, a permanent candidate must be appointed to the office. I have decided that Mr. O'Neill is that candidate and I am hereby appointing him to the office." The governor says turning and shaking Jeffrey's hand as photographers take pictures.
"Governor, what about the stories last summer that Mr. O'Neill raped a Ms. Olivia Spencer?"
"I have taken those stories into consideration but still feel that Mr. O'Neill is the appropriate candidate for the office. What happened between Ms Spencer and Mr. O'Neill is between them. But in my opinion what happened between Ms. Spencer and Mr. O'Neill was a terrible mistake between to very young teenagers and should not be considered when evaluating Mr. O'Neill's qualifications to be Mayor of Springfield."
"What about Ms Wolfe? Would she agree with that statement? I believe it was her word that forced you to decide to appoint our current Mayor." A reporter asks.
"I have since lost confidence in Ms. Wolfe's opinion and have instructed Mr. O'Neill to launch a full investigation into Ms. Wolfe's dealings, strictly on a professional manner." A murmur of shock runs through the gathered reporters. "I'll turn this conference over to Mr. O'Neill." The Governor says stepping back and letting Jeffrey step up to the podium.
"Mr. O'Neill, how do you feel about being named Mayor of Springfield?"
"I'm very pleased that the governor believes that I am the right person for the job and I look forward to helping Springfield reach its potential."
"What do you say to the people who still think you're a rapist?"
"I'm sorry they feel that way, but as the governor said, what happened between me and Ms Spencer was nothing more than a tragic and costly mistake and I hope that the citizens of Springfield will allow me to prove that I am worthy of being their Mayor."
"Would Ms. Spencer say that the rape was only a tragic and costly mistake?"
"Yes, I would." Olivia says, walking over to podium. "What happened between Jeffrey and I was a tragic mistake between two very young and immature teenagers. Jeffrey shouldn't be punished for something that we both did. I am as much responsible for what happened as Jeffrey." Olivia says, stepping back from the podium and walking away as Jeffrey watches her before turning back to the press conference
"I believe that concludes this press conference. Mr. O'Neill will take over the office effective immediately. Thank you for your time." The Governor says, turning to walk away.
Jeffrey follows the governor as he leaves the podium. The reporters began to talk among themselves as they filed out of City Hall. When they reach the mayor's office, the governor turns to Jeffrey and holding out his hand says. "Good luck."
"Thank you Governor and I appreciate the chance to work for the people of Springfield."
"You're welcome. Have you received any information from Detective Mallet?"
"Not yet, we're supposed to meet this afternoon."
"Okay, I have to get back to the capital. If you need anything feel free to contact my office."
"I will." Jeffrey replies, shaking the governor's hand for the final time.
Jeffrey is at Company having lunch when Olivia walks in. She starts to go over to him but then decides that maybe it was best if she doesn't. Looking up and realizing that Olivia has walked in he waits to see if she would come over to him. When she doesn't he gets up and goes to her.
"Olivia." Jeffrey says, leaning up against the counter.
"Jeffrey." She says, turning to face him.
"How did you know?"
"I overheard a couple of the reporters talking about the Governor and a press conference that he had called this morning and I thought it might have something to do with your meeting with him."
"I appreciate what you said?"
"I only told the truth."
"Yes, but you didn't have to and I appreciate it."
"You never would have lost the office if I hadn't've went after you." Olivia replies. "You're the right man for the job and I interfered with that."
Ava walks in at the moment, running over to Jeffrey she grabs him and hugs him tight. "Why didn't you tell me?" Ava asks when she releases him.
"The governor asked me not to say anything until the announcement was made. So, you like it?"
"Do I like it? My Dad's the mayor? Now I can get out of any parking tickets that I might get." Ava replies, hugging Jeffrey.
"I'm not fixing your parking tickets." Jeffrey replies, returning her hug.
"Come on, what's wrong with connections? We need to go celebrate." Ava says, turning to look at Olivia.
"I think I skip this one. You and Jeffrey go and celebrate."
"No, you need to go with us."
"I have to go get Emma at day camp." Olivia replies, turning to walk away.
"Let her go." Jeffrey says, walking over to his table.
"But…" Ava says, following him.
"She's right, it's better this way for now. We can still celebrate. You want to meet me at Towers tonight. I have a meeting in a few minutes with Mallet, but I'm free after that."
"Sure, I'll call Mike and see if you can talk Olivia into coming."
"It's okay about Mike, but don't expect Olivia to be there."
"No, we're not. We're better off as friends. Just like you and Coop are better off as friends. There's something I wanted to talk to you about anyway, so I'm glad you're here." Jeffrey says, sitting down at his table.
"Okay, what?" Ava asks, sitting down across from him.
"I talk to Alonzo…"
"Edmund's half brother."
"What about him?"
"I talked to him this morning and I asked him to send me a sample of Edmund's DNA."
"Because we need to find out for sure if I'm your father or not and a DNA test…."
"But I don't care, in my mind you're my father."
"I know and I appreciate that. But for my own peace of mind I need to know exactly what happened that night in San Cristobel. I need to know if I'm responsible for yours and Olivia's pain, or if Edmund is truly the one that raped her that night."
"Alright, when will the sample be here?"
"In a couple days, Alonzo has to contact the warden where Edmund is being held and he's got a couple of other matters to take care of."
"Okay, just let me know when it arrives and we'll do a DNA test." Ava says, as Mallet walks up to the table.
"Hello Jeffrey, Ava."
"Mallet." Jeffrey replies, looking up.
"Detective." Ava says, standing up. "I'll let you have your meeting, and I'll see you at Towers tonight."
"Yes." Jeffrey replies, standing up and giving her a quick hug before she walks away. "So, what have you found out so far?" Jeffrey says, sitting back down as Mallet takes the chair across from him.
"Not a whole lot, Doris covers her tracks well."
"I would expect nothing less from her."
"Did you talk to your contact in the agency?"
"No, I've been busy with other things."
"Yes, I saw the press conference this morning."
"There's that and other stuff." Jeffrey replies, as Ashley comes over, refilling his coffee cup.
"Do you know what you're going to do first?"
"First, I'm going to complete this investigation into Doris and the DA's office. I don't think that any of the people working under her is involved in whatever Doris is involved in, but I want you to check them all out thoroughly."
"I will, I've talked to a few but so far, they are sticking to the story that they have never seen Doris take a bribe from anyone."
"Yes, well she can be quite intimidating."
"Shouldn't we start questioning people in Spaulding?"
"No, they're even more closely knit than the DA's office and I don't think that anyone at Spaulding knows about whatever arrangement Alan has with Doris. Let me talk to my contact at the agency. Once we find Gillespie, I'm sure we will be closer to finding the connection between Alan and Doris."
"Alright, I'll keep looking into the DA's office and when your contact gets something let me know." Mallet says, standing up, followed by Jeffrey.
"I will." Jeffrey replies, walking over to the counter to pay for his coffee. He and Mallet leave Company. Ashley watches them go. She is about to go back to wiping off the counter when Coop walks up her.
"Whatever you need to tell Jeffrey, go tell him."
"I can't… if I talk to him…"
"This has to do with Doris."
"You know something."
"Maybe." Ashley replies, reaching for the towel, but Coop pulls it away. "If you know something, you need to tell him."
"She's my mother."
"And look at how she's treated you Ashley. She left you in jail, only came to see once the whole time you were in there, tried to make the public think you were unstable, just so your conviction wouldn't hurt her. She has done nothing but put you down."
"She's still my mother."
"Yes, she is. But has she ever treated you like her daughter. Go talk to him. It might make you feel better."
"Alright, fine. I'll go." Ashley says turning and walking towards the door.
Jeffrey is almost to his truck when he hears someone calling his name. Turning he is surprised to see Ashley walking towards him.
"Ashley?" He says when she stops beside the truck.
"I need to talk to you."
"I've got a meeting…"
"Please I need to do this now."
"Okay, you want to go back in and talk."
"No, let's go to the Beacon."
"Okay." Jeffrey says, opening the door for her before he walks around the truck and they leave. About ten minutes later, he and Ashley walk into Olivia's. Taking a seat in the corner, Jeffrey waves the waiter away as he turns to Ashley. "You wanted to tell me something?" He asks.
"I don't know if this will help you, but I over heard you talking to Mallet about my mom."
"I know some things, some things that won't look good for her if they come out. We all know that Doris and Alan Spaulding are pretty close friends, but Alan didn't exactly bribe her."
"What do you mean?"
"Alan would call her at night after she would be off and they would discuss things."
"What sort of things?"
"Things pertaining to different cases that Spaulding were involved in."
"Did you ever hear them talk about pay off's?"
"No, but on the nights that Alan would call they would make a dinner date. She would make a date with Alan and then a few days later, she'd come home with something expensive, a new bracelet, earrings, necklace, usually diamonds or new suit or shoes. There were several times when Alan would help with something that pertained to school, especially if she had been showing up with too much stuff. I'm not sure who was actually offering and who would accept."
"And these gifts were from Alan Spaulding?"
"Yes, there was no way on her salary that she could afford some of the things she has, even if she did buy them on sale."
"Did you ever see Alan give her one of these gifts?"
"What do you mean?"
"After school I would go to Doris's office. She always said she couldn't afford day care. One afternoon, Alan was waiting for us when we came back from school. I was supposed to be in the conference room doing my homework, but I finished early so I was in Mom's outer office and Alan came out with Mom following behind him. She was holding and envelope, they shook hands and then Alan left. He looked at me for a few seconds before he left. I had a trip for choir coming up, Doris said we didn't have the money, but after that day we suddenly did. That's the only time I ever actually saw them together."
"When she would have these conversations did you ever hear what was said?"
"No, she would always go into the other room. But when she came back she would tell me that she would be home late the next night."
"So, how do you know for sure that she was meeting Alan on these evenings?"
"She would tell me about the evening when she would come home."
"She would tell you that she was having dinner with Alan."
"Yes, she would make up some excuse for the meeting, but she would tell me."
"I'll have to tell Mallet to look into the gifts."
"Thank you for telling me Ashley. I know it must have been difficult to do."
"You're welcome, but she's not above the law, just as I wasn't above the law. If she's done something wrong, she has to pay the price." Ashley replies, standing up.
"Do you want a ride back to Company?"
"No, I'll call Coop."
"Okay." Jeffrey replies. Ashley leaves, followed by Jeffrey
After getting off the phone with Cassie, William decides to go talk with the head operator in palace's communications. As he walks in, every one of the operators stands up.
"Everyone carry on." William says, as he walks through the room, knocking once he opens the door to the head of Palace Communications.
"Your Highness." The man says, standing immediately as William walks in and closes the door behind him.
"Mr. Wallace." William says, walking over to the man's desk and sitting down in front of it.
"Sir, what can I do for you?"
"I need some information."
"It has been brought to my attention that the communication's staff hasn't been putting through all of my calls."
"My sister-in-law has been trying to contact me for the last week and she has been given to run around each time she calls. I want to know why?"
"I don't know Sir. The staff knows to forward all calls from the former Princess directly to you. That is protocol."
"Apparently someone is not following protocol."
"I'll look into it immediately."
"See that you do, and I want to be informed of the individual that wasn't following protocol and why."
Getting up, he walks to the door. He's about to walk out when he stops "And Mr. Wallace I want you to make it clear to all the staff that any call from Cassie is to be forwarded to me at any time."
"Thank you, Mr. Wallace." Alonzo replies, leaving the office. Again everyone stands as he walks by.
When Alonzo leaves the communications room, Mr. Wallace pulls each operator into his office and after talking to several individuals it is clear what had happened. Alonzo is walking into his office when his assistant stops him.
"Sir, its Mr. Wallace on line one."
"I'll take it in my office." He replies, walking through the outer office. Picking up his desk phone he pushes the button for line one, connecting the calls as he sits down behind his desk. "Mr. Wallace, that was quick."
"This is a severe breach of protocol Sir. I wanted to make sure the corrections were made as soon as possible."
"Did you make the corrections?"
"Yes Sir, I spoke with several of the operators and found the problem."
"Everyone stated that they were ordered not to forward any of the Princesses calls Sir."
"Ordered! by whom?"
"By Prince William's mother, Sir."
"Camille ordered that Cassie's calls not be forwarded."
"Yes Sir, the staff tried to tell her that this was against protocol but she insisted. She told the staff that you had approved the order."
"Thank you Mr. Wallace. I'll take it from here."
"Mr. Wallace, be sure to inform the staff that unless such orders in future come in writing with my personal seal they are not to be followed."
"I will, Sir." Alonzo hangs up and then immediately buzzes his assistant.
"Send one of the maids to get Camille, immediately!"
Ten minutes later, there is a soft knock on his office door and then the door opens and Camille walks in.
"Sit down Camille." Alonzo says, pointing to the chair in front of his desk.
"What's wrong? Will and I were…"
"Never mind that, I just had a very interesting conversation with the head of Palace Communications and he told me something very interesting…"
"Let me explain."
"As you know, I allowed you back in the country so you could develop a relationship with our son. I also made it clear before you came that you were not to interfere with Palace business."
"How is Cassie Winslow, palace business?"
"She's Will's mother."
"No! I am Will's mother."
"You gave him up Camille, and Cassie is the only mother Will has ever known."
"That's not my fault. If you hadn't've given him to Richard and Cassie he would know both of us."
"And if you hadn't've manipulated me into taking the throne. Richard would probably still be alive and Will could have known both of his father's."
"You were turning your back on your birthright and Richard was a fool."
"Don't you ever speak of my brother that way, do you understand?" William says, getting up and walking over to the window beside his desk. "I may have been born in this palace but I wasn't raised to be Prince, Richard was. I have grown accustom to my life, and being Prince but this is what Richard was born to do, and your manipulations took that away from him."
"You always did sell yourself short William."
"No! I'm honest, but it doesn't matter now. Richard is dead, Will is here and so will Cassie with RJ by the end of the week."
"No! If you let Cassie come down here I'll never be able to bond with Will."
"Cassie is not going to keep Will from bonding with you. She's not even going to be here at the Palace."
"Of course she is. She's the former Princess. She's not going to stay at a hotel."
"You're right, she's not. She's staying at the villa that Richard bought for them, just up the coast. She doesn't want to be involved with Palace life right now. She's coming down here to relax. She's been through a lot since Richard's death. You probably won't even see her."
"She will be over here everyday, and as long as she is, I'll never be able to get close to Will."
"You're being irrational Camille. Cassie is no threat to you having a relationship with Will."
"I don't want her around my son."
"He's Cassie's son too, and I won't keep him away from her. Now you can accept that or you can go back to Iowa."
"You still have a thing for her."
"I do not. Cassie and I are friends and she's Will's mother."
"I am Will's mother." Camille shouts, jumping up. William turns from the window. "I won't allow her to see my son. I'll do whatever I have to do to keep that slut away from my son."
There was several seconds of silence as William and Camille stare at each other. Slowly he walks to the door that leads to the hallway from his office, never taking his eyes off Camille, as he opens the door. "Could you come in here please?" William asks, motioning to one of the guards standing outside his office.
"Yes Sir." The guard replies, following him into his office
"I want you to escort Ms. Johnson to her room and I want you to wait there while she packs…"
"Packs?" Camille asks
"And then I want you to escort her to the private airstrip, inform the pilot the he is to fly…"
"William, I'm not…"
"…Ms. Johnson back to Iowa…"
"I want you to stay until the plane takes off." Alonzo commands.
"Yes Sir." The guard replies, walking over to Camille.
"William, I'm not leaving."
"Yes, you are. You shouldn't've threatened Will or Cassie."
"William please what are you going to tell Will?"
"I'll tell him that you had to go back to Iowa. Do not contact me again about him?"
"He's my son."
"No, he's my son and Cassie's son and he's heir to the throne. This was your last chance Camille. Take her away." Alonzo commands as the guard takes Camille by her arm and leads her from the room.
"William!" Camille calls, as she is led down the hallway.
A few days later, Cassie arrives in San Cristobel. William arranges for one of the palace drivers to meet her at the airport and to take her to the Santos villa. For the next few days, Cassie stays in the villa. She speaks a few times with William, but for the most part it was her and RJ. Just being in San Cristobel seems to have calmed her. Knowing that she is in Richard's home, in their homeland, she feels closer to the man that she has missed for the last five years. The only thing that would make this better is if Tammy were here with her.
Ava is waiting when Jeffrey walks into Towers. Spotting her at a table close to the balcony, he walks towards her. He is stopped several times by different people, some he knew, like Reva and Josh, Dinah, Gus and Harley, and some he doesn't know but all of them wish him well. By the time he reaches Ava's table, he almost falls into his chair.
"Exhausting being so popular." Ava asks, smiling.
"Yes, I don't know half those people." Jeffrey replies, looking around the restaurant at the rest of the people that are watching him.
"I think its part of being mayor, Dad. I see you didn't bring Olivia."
"Ava, I told you…"
"I know. Its better this way, but I still think…"
"Ava, I know it's every child's dream that their parents will get back together. But Olivia and I were never a couple. We were a one night stand that never should have happened. We were both young and we were both too drunk to know what we were doing. I've got too much going on in my life to deal with your mother and her moods."
"I know she can be difficult, but there is something there."
"No, there's not. She can't get past what happened that night."
"But you're not responsible for that."
"Responsible, or not, she still sees it in me. Even when she knows that there is a possibility that I wasn't the one that raped her. She still sees that night when she looks at me."
"Okay, so what are you going to do now?"
"I'm mayor. I've got a lot to keep me busy."
"But what about love?"
"Love, love is something I…"
"Don't say you don't have time."
"Right now, I don't."
At that moment, their waiter walks up to their table with a bottle of champagne. "Sir, courtesy of Mr. Alan Spaulding." He says, sitting the bottle down on the table.
"Tell him, no thank you." Jeffrey says, handing the bottle back to the waiter.
"Jeffrey, that's a $700 bottle of champagne." Ava says, looking at the bottle.
"Yes, I know. But it comes with more than just friendly congratulations." Jeffrey says, looking over at Alan, who is sitting at the bar. "More than either one of us could afford." He finishes, turning back to Ava.
"Alright so how about we order our own bottle of champagne. This is a celebration."
"That sounds like a good idea." Jeffrey replies, raising his arm to get the waiters attention. When he arrives, Jeffrey asks. "Could you bring us a bottle of champagne? Nothing as expensive as what Mr. Spaulding just sent us, but something just as good."
"Yes Sir." The waiter replies, leaving the table as Jeffrey turns back to Ava.
"So, where's Mike?"
"He had something to do tonight. Speaking of Mike, are you going to be the Rock'n Mayor." Ava asks, with a smile.
"I don't know. I don't even know if I'll have time to do anything let alone play, but we'll see what happens."
"I think it would be fun to see the Mayor be the main attraction at the fireworks display for the Bauer BBQ. Speaking of the Bauer's what's going to happen to Mel."
"She has a temporary attorney to cover my cases, until she finds someone more permanent. I never thought I would get here." Jeffrey says, looking around the room. "I never thought my life would turn out this way. I had absolutely no idea how I wanted my life to go when I was your age. I had no idea what I wanted until I met… Richard. I never believe I could be something, or someone."
"You can do anything you want to do. Who else were you thinking about?"
"No one." Jeffrey says, shaking his head. "And I know that now, but when I was younger I didn't. It took the agency and Richard's faith in me to turn me around."
"The agency lied to you."
"Yes, they did, but they also helped me. They brought me under control, taught me discipline and control, taught me about consequences for your actions."
"So, what will be the first thing you do as Mayor?"
"Besides Doris, I don't really know."
"You better have something to do."
"Do you have any ideas?"
"About Springfield, I hadn't thought about it. But did you see the news tonight?"
"No, I was busy. Why, what happened?"
"Oh, there was a story about a child that was found dead in her crib by her mother."
"I don't know. The police are looking into it."
"They'll find out what happened, and if charges need to be brought they will be."
"That's not what I was thinking, what if there was a place that she could have gone or been taken to that would protect her."
"You mean a shelter."
"Sort of, more like a home with psychologists and counselors to help her heal and protect her rights."
"It's an interesting idea. Where did it come from?"
"I had a friend that was abused by her father. She's been in and out of trouble, all of her life. On an off drugs, all because no one tried, or cared about helping her."
"I'll look into it."
"Okay." Ava replies, as the waiter returns with their champagne.
"Here you are Sir." He says, opening the bottle and pouring Jeffrey and Ava a glass. "Would you like to order now?"
"Are you ready?" Jeffrey asks.
"Yes." Ava replies.
"I'll have a steak, medium rare, bake potato, and salad." Jeffrey orders, handing the waiter his menu
"I'll have the Chicken Cordon Bleu, a salad as well and stemmed vegetables." Ava says, handing the waiter her menu.
When the waiter left, Ava raises her glass. "To the new Mayor of Springfield."
"Thank you." Jeffrey replies, raising his glass. "Would you like to dance?" He asks, putting his glass down.
"I would love to."
Standing, he holds out his hand. Standing up, Ava moves into his arms, slowly they began to dance.
After their dance, they go back to their table and a few minutes later their food arrives. After eating they dance a few more dances before they leaves. Jeffrey drops Ava off at her room before going to his.
He needs to sit down and think about the next few days, prioritizing his schedule for the next few months as well as to think about all the information that Ashley had given him that afternoon about Doris. He knew that there was connection between Doris and Alan. He knew that Doris was guilty; he just had to prove it. "The first thing I need to do is to contact Jamison, he can contact the Australian government and get them started on finding Gillespie."
Walking over to the bed, he sits down on the side of it and opens the drawer of his night stand. Picking up the receiver inside he waits for someone to come on the line. After a couple of clicks, a voice comes on the line.
"May I help you?"
"Foreign Intelligence, please." Jeffrey replies, after another couple of clicks another voice came on.
"May I help you?"
"Col. O'Neill, I need to speak to Lt. Jamison, please."
Another couple clicks and Lt. Jamison answers. "Lt. Jamison."
"Steve, its Jeffrey."
"Hey, how are you."
"Good, been busy."
"Yes, I heard, Mayor of Springfield. I never pegged you as the small town type."
"I didn't either. Listen I need a favor."
"You still have connections in the Australian government?"
"I need you to get in touch with them. I need to find someone."
"It's a guy name Gillespie. He was deported earlier this year after a hit and run accident, involving a young girl here in Springfield. The girl was killed. He has connections to Alan Spaulding and Doris Wolfe and I need to know the details of the deal he made to avoid prosecution."
"Wouldn't that be on file, any formal deal…"
"It wasn't a formal deal. We believe that Doris made a deal with Gillespie to keep Alan Spaulding's name out of his confession."
"I'll get on it. By the way, how did you get to keep your private line after the Mayor's race last year?"
"After Ditkin's attempt on my life and the fact that I didn't go running to the press about his threats, the agency decided that I wasn't a security risk after all."
"Thank you and take care of that matter for me."
"I will and I'll be in touch when I hear back from my contacts in Australia."
"I'll talk to you then." Jeffrey hangs up and heads for the shower.