The Tenth Justice - Brad Meltzer [91]
“Wish him a happy birthday for me.”
“I definitely will,” Ben said as he fidgeted with some paper clips.
“Meanwhile, have you heard about the nomination?” Lisa walked over to Ben’s desk and leaned on the corner. “Rumor has it that Kuttler’s going to be the president’s nominee.”
“Says who?” Ben asked.
“Says Joel, who heard it directly from Osterman. Apparently, the president called Osterman as a courtesy. It’s going to be announced tomorrow.”
“If it is true, that’s just sad. Kuttler’s a poor choice.”
“Why? Just because he’s not a legal genius like you?”
“He doesn’t have to be a legal genius, but I do expect him to be above the mean.”
“Oh, c’mon. He’s not an idiot.”
“Of course he’s not an idiot. But he’s nothing special. He’s okay. Average. Blah. A mop. A sieve…”
“I got it.”
“You know what I mean, though. He’s obviously bright, but I think that Supreme Court justices should be the absolute top of their field. They should be the most cutting-edge legal thinkers of their time.”
“Well, welcome to reality, but the political process says otherwise. Unless you’re confirmable, it doesn’t matter what you scored on the I.Q. test.” Lisa stood up from the corner of Ben’s desk and headed back to her own. “What’s wrong with you lately? You’re constantly whining.”
“I’m just having a bad day.”
“Well, don’t take it out on me,” Lisa said. “It’s not my fault.”
Early the following morning, Ben walked downstairs to grab a quick breakfast. As soon as Ben entered the kitchen, Nathan asked, “Have you seen today’s paper?”
“No,” Ben said, pouring himself a bowl of cereal. “What happened? Eric write another story about me?”
“Close,” Nathan said as he handed the front page of the paper to his roommate. The lead story’s headline read: KUTTLER GETS THE NOD; PRESIDENT PICKS NOMINEE. Eric’s name was on the byline.
“How’d he know about this?” Ben asked.
“It’s no big deal,” Nathan said casually. “Every paper carried the story. Apparently, the information was leaked last night.”
When Ben saw a similar headline on The Washington Post, he breathed a small sigh of relief.
“I’m just impressed they let Eric cover such a big story,” Nathan said.
“It is the Supreme Court,” Ben said. “That’s his specialty.”
“Give him a break. He’s been keeping his distance for the last month.”
“Nathan, I’m not joking around with this. He’s not getting a break, and my deadline still stands. If Eric doesn’t move out by the New Year, I will. Either way, one of us is out of here.”
“And who’s going to pay for his part of the rent?”
“We can either find a new roommate or I’ll pay for it myself.”
“You’d actually pay double the rent, just so you wouldn’t have to look at him? Are you sure that’s the best solution?”
“What do you expect me to do? Give him a big hug and tell him all is forgiven? It’s not happening. If this were a silly little spat between friends, that’s one thing, but Eric went way beyond that. He—”
“Listen, I don’t need the speech,” Nathan interrupted. “I’m on your side. Ober’s really upset by this and he’s on your side. If you want Eric out of the house, that’s your decision. I just want you to consider all your options.” Flipping through the newspaper, Nathan asked, “Have you ever stopped to think what Eric might do back to you if you do make him move out?”
“What are you talking about?” Ben asked in disbelief.
“I’m just saying that if you made me move out, I’d be pretty pissed at you. Maybe I’d even write another story about you for revenge.”
“I dare him to write another story,” Ben said, seething. “I’d rip his head off. And then I’d—”
“Calm down,” Nathan said. “He hasn’t written anything. It was just a hypothetical.”
Ben took a sip of his juice. “You don’t really think he’d do that, do you?”
“If he did it once…”
“Are you telling me I should make up with him just so he doesn’t hurt me further? Are you absolutely nuts?”
“I didn’t say make up with him. I just think you should watch your back.”
Ben waved hello to Nancy, Hollis’s secretary, as he walked