CHAPTER 113
Jeff faced the camera and smiled. He wanted to dance a jig. Perhaps he would. Right up on the counter.
Save it for the commercial break. Podcast and Internet audience would go through the roof. Not that they wouldn’t already.
The word was out, but Mandy had insisted on staying in the background.
Her big play had been for two dozen in the Oval Office.
His would be for several dozen million on national television.
Today he was bigger than Oprah. Of course tomorrow he’d be on her show and she’d be back on top of the ratings, but he could live with that.
The headlines had been astonishingly lurid, around the world.
“US President Murders TV Chefs !”
“Jeff the Chef Cooks Grant’s Goose!”
“First Lady Filed for Divorce Day before the Fall!”
His favorite headline of all didn’t
