Client 09-31, Day Six

Constant puzzle of this business: why do client hire us, then lie to us? Wastes our time, wastes their money.

Case in point, breakfast this morning with Senator X, who showed up with R.G., a campaign consultant. I was early; I'm always early. Not sure whether I was supposed to see R.G. or not, but once I did, he acted like he was supposed to be there. I ignored him.

"Tell me what we're looking for," I said. "Anybody who's not getting what they want from me," Senator X cracked, and R.G. laughed like a troll. I didn't.

Senator X said he'd heard I saw Mrs. X. last night, told me to back off. “I’ve hurt my wife enough,” he said. “She sees the need for this, but she’s not part of your investigation.” She’s part of the media’s investigation, so she's so part of ours.

Emily F? "A lovely girl,” “not ready for Washington.” Huh. He handed over a list of past and current employees, with most recent contact information. Dorothy's project for Monday.

Went over to Roger’s to watch hoops with Gabe. !#%$#$% Wake Forest. Gabe paid no attention, drawing in his notebook; what 14-year-old doesn’t like March Madness?