"Ah!" A tidal wave of gasps surged through the small crowd.
"What..." Nana Shawls pupils dilated in horror, her hand impulsively cupping her mouth.
"What did you say?" Senator Gregory growled like a wounded beast, his widened eyes shooting lasers and his nose flared.
He recalled his wife dying confession about been raped on the night before their wedding. But she refused to give him a name, even when he pleaded with her. She took that secret to her grave, and it has haunted him for years, forcing him to go for secret therapy sessions.
'Could it be that Matt was the bastard who abused her?' Senator Gregory felt a tsunami of rage swirl within him.
Muffled gossip began to spread like wildfire.
"This is the most absurd thing to say."
"How can he call Fiona of all people a whore."
"He's lying."
"But they never did get along. Fiona always hated him."
"Maybe that's why he's trying to taint her good name."
