Jessica Kaene saw her father for the first time when she was twenty-six years old. He had not been lost on a desert island, fighting to get back to her, as her five-year-old self had imagined. Nor had he died in the tragic accident spawned in her fevered teenage brain. He was alive and well, raising a family in the small town of Fraizer's Gap, Maine, with side trips to the nation's capital where he had his eye on the top job. With the right background, right credentials and enough funding, anyone can become president. But not everyone who is qualified should be considered for the highest office in the most powerful country in the world. Her newly discovered father was one who definitely shouldn't have been. She would have let him be, had she not inherited her mother's diaries and the account of her conception. A subtle, private psychological campaign that would permanently remove him from public office might be sufficient payment for a crime that had gone unpunished for almost thirty years. All while remaining anonymous of course. After all, she might have discovered her father's identity, but she had no interest in claiming him.