Date: 2007-03-30 04:26 am (UTC)
Chris watches the scrawl, trying to absorb this new bit of information. "Yeah, I ..." her voice trails off, not even knowing what she was going to say. That's why work was calling.

Noticing the slump of Jack's shoulders and the look on his face, she walks over to take a seat next to him. Looking at him, Chris takes his hand in hers. "I'm so sorry, Jack."

Her own feelings for the former president didn't allow her to feel much. She certainly wasn't happy he was dead but much of the sadness Chris felt was for the people he left behind. For the people who cared about him. Even though she understood more about that day and knew that Palmer had agonized it, he still allowed her father to die and she couldn't get past that.

She wonders if she should call Caiti, if her sister was in the room when it happened. "They didn't say anyone else was hurt, did they?"
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